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Outlaw
Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself,
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin and eye swolls
They
You watchin', but you ain't seein' what lies you, biatch
Picture if you will seven deadly beings, blessed with the gift of speech
The to reach
Each on every street
May the father look down and be proud of what transpired
Since the day the was planted
The G grew but we he'd rise up quick
out, loc'ed out, all into shit
Just me and my dogs, like hogs
Immortalz
What follows is the
What was the glue
lies between is the fiction
Don't fuck around and make it

My adversaries crumble when we rumble a catastrophe
I pull revenge on niggas that blasted me
Plus my is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven hollow points to a nigga belly
Bust him to see if he
He shoulda never fucked around a sick-ass nigga like me
They call my out and niggas run
Best be for the Outlawz, here we come

They call me Hussein Fatal, a two game table
I'm ya niggas' cradle with a knife in your navel
Rap-related, criminally activated and
I wouldn't wanna be you my fuckin' Desert Eagle
Til the end, I'm tellin' all friends and
You see what I got to make you freeze, to touch me you ten of these
Complete most, wanted on the streets of the coast
Young Gunz fire and bleed, I see Mo

I be shinin' like white diamonds and
Glistenin' pistols
The mission's simple, fold up and roll up presidentials, sew up all the potential
Million, billion dollar potential
it, oughta call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you
Take cash bro, fast yo, for my
Blast and I'mma last yo past all Glass Joes
And assholes who claim, like they be thangs
I be gunnin' those niggas runnin' late, to their fate

My is motherfuckin' Na-poleon, and I'd rather be
again before these motherfuckers leave me sufferin'
But it ain't nothin', and I got no for no bluffin'
Befo' a nigga finish with puttin' in work I betta end up somethin'
I think these got the game fucked up
If they don't believe, a young nigga like me, would bust (Boo-Yaa!)
it's a must, I'm facin' cases, fuck probation
Is what I'm screamin' when these money hungry be chasin'

Thug nigga we die
No mercy on playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
When we
Thug nigga we die
No mercy on these hatin' bitches, ask me why 
When we

It's the imperial serial
Mussolini mentally unstable G status
So you can't see me drug
Riding Concorde jets, Rag
bitches and snitches and trippin' on sets
Inglewoods banger, keepin' one in the
For the anger that I build inside, when it's time to
Suicidal thoughts lurk fuckin' no end to
Fuck any, my Mussolini

They call me Idi, from the of seedy
Young nigga greedy, so I'm up on these niggas easy
It nuttin, 'cause if they wantin' somethin'
So I'mma commence to dumpin' down and struck up while my beat is bumpin, Thuggin
To my last note, with Lo-Pole and Kastro
Who you thought was on asshole, don't ask though
Outlaw Immortalz doin dit-nirt on the sli-zow
no chance to hide when we ride

My alias Khadafi, Trump tight so can't copy
and cocky quick to hit your bitch if she jock me
Severely addicted to livin' like a fuckin' felon while
With rookie cops the cookie a nigga sellin'
a short I been livin life defiant, nickel plated chrome
Got baby Capone lookin' like a giant, and I ain't lyin'
It's it's me against myself
With all these backstabbin' snakes at my fuckin wealth

Mo goes terrorist, mad man killer
The bottom of the river where the body and shivers
I'm that with the fifty cap pouch, with the murderous stacks
That increase, while these eat beef
It's a long road, a lot of episodes
And as the loads, I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes, 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin'
Now I'm surpassin' any

Thug 'til we die
No on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why 
When we
Thug nigga we die
No mercy on playa hatin' bitches, ask me why 
When we

nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these hatin' bitches, ask me why 
we ride
Thug 'til we die
No mercy on these playa bitches, ask me why 
we ride

Outlaw baby
Y'all niggas fade this ol crazy shit
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi,
Amin, Naploleon,
What y'all really do?
Like them niggas
"What you do?
If you could fuck me and my crew"
Thug Life, nigga
Flashin' on niggas Thug Life
year we Thug Life
But we Immortalz
We die nigga, but we multiply, we legends nigga
Like I'll make you motherfucker
I'm talkin' about Newsweek and Time Magazine and all that ol good
My niggas make the baby
My niggas make the front