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[Tupac]
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That's right nigga you gotta get your papers
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up in this motherfucker
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I ain't mad at ya at all
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[Tupac]
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hey yo, what tha fuck you wanna be when you grow up Ra Ra
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[Rah Rah]
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Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin outlaw
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[Tupac]
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that's right nigga, hahaha, house'n these ho's, you feel me?
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[Tupac]
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you gotta do that shit, keepen it real nigga or what ?
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[Rah Rah]
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keepin' it real!
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[Tupac]
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How old are you nigga?
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[Rah Rah]
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i'm 11
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[Tupac]
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cause all I see is
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Murder murder
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my mind state
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preoccupied with homicide
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tryin to survive through this trial and rape
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dead bodies at block parties
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those unlucky bastards
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gunfire now they require maybe closed casket
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who can you blame ?
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it's insane what we did do
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witness an evil that these men do
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bitches see it too
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infact they be the reasons niggas get to bleedin
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but i'll fucken fire when I leave'em
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I shoulda seen'em
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hostile ho's catch elbows and grows disposed of
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and snitches get dealt with, with no love
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body bags of adversaries that I had to bury
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I broke tha law and their jaw
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all in tha same flurry
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but never worry
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they'll remember me through history
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causen motherfuckers to bleed
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they'll label me an
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Chorus
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Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
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they came into sin
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Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
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Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
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Before I close my eyes
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I fantasize i'm livin well
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and I awaken
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realizen i'm just in prison in hell
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just as well
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cause in my cell i'm keeping pictures of these bastards
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excersisein'
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visualizing'
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everyone inside a casket
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picture me blasted
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surrounded by niggas in masks
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sent with tha task
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to harass and murder my ass
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will I last ?
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Heaven or Hell ?
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Freedom or Jail ?
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shit's hard who can you tell ?
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and if we fail ?
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high speeds
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and tie weed on tha freeway
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when will they learn to take it easy ?
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driveby's
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and niggas die
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murder without a motive by making motherfuckers fry
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got me runnin' from these coward ass crooked ass cops
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helicopters tryin ta hover over niggas till we drops
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Got no time for tha courts
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my only thought is open fire
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hit tha district attorney
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but, fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie
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now it's time to expire
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I see tha judge
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spray tha bitch
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'motherfuckers is crooked !' is what I scream
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and hit tha fence
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I cominse to get wicked
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spitten rounds as tha plot thickens
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never missen
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an early grave is my only mission
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If I die
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never worry, bury me beside my four-five
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may God forgive me, I was high
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and label me an
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Chorus
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Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
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they came into sin
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Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
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Dear God, I wonder, could ya save me ?
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Society lied to me
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I ain't never gonna try ta be
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my mob will be doin roberies
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and stickups on these wannabe's
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I witnessed niggas lose they chest
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for ordinary reasons niggas bodies put ta rest
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so I just..
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swallow my becks and holla 'fuck'em'
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and if i'm next
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just leta nigga step with somethin'
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I ain't fearin nothen
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young and thugin
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prepared for bustin if that's my destiny
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ready for whatever
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see you niggas can't get tha best of me
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(hold me down)
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definately no need for askin
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(now he mad)
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top speed
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(smokin weed)
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Blasted (biotch)
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cause when I bust'em they gonna shiver
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tha killers cry
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soldiers got bodies floaten in tha river
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what is they sayin ?
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talken about prayin'
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they need to stop
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that ain't gonna help
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these niggas sprayin up my block
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tryin ta take my wealth
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Chorus
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Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
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They came into sin
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Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
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Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ?
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Outlaw, Outlaw
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They came into sin
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Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
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Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ?
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[Tupac]
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fuck tha judge, I gotta gruge
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punk police, niggas run tha streets
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it ain't nothen but muuuuzik
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shits changed
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1995 tha games has changed
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motherfuckers is actin real strange
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the rules is all rearranged
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you got babies lyin' dead in tha streets
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these punk police is crooked as me
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but all I see
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is mothafuckers actin' less than G's
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stop bein a playa-hater
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be an inovator nigga
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fuck that shit
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don't be no entertainer and a stran |