ALBUM All Eyez On Me
SONG When We Ride
Outlaw Immortals
Bow down to something greater than yourself, trick
Individual capable of enormous amounts of chimp checks and nine swoles
Yeah, you know
You watchin but you ain't seein. Realize before, you beaatch
Picture, if you will, seven deadly human beings
Blessed with the gift to speak
The power to reach each ni**a on every street
May the heavenly father look down and be proud of
What transpires since the day of seeds you planted
The G grew but we knew you'd rather quit
Smoked out, locced out. All into s**t
Just me and my dogs livin like hogs
Outlaw Immortals. What we followed was the story,
What proceded was the clue
That I was standin in the picture
Don't f**k around and make s**t
My adversaries crumble
When we rumble, it's a catastrophy
I put revenge on ni**as,
bi**hes that blasted me
Plus my alias is Makaveli
A loaded .257 with hollow points to a ni**a belly
Bust him to see if he bleed
He should of never f**ked around with a sick a*s ni**a like me
They call my name out and ni**as run
Be prepared for the Outlaws
Here we come
They call me Hussein fader
It's a two game table
I'm robbin ya ni**as cradle with a knife in your naval
Rat related
Criminaly activated and evil
I wouldn't want to be you
Behind my f**kin Desert Eagle till the end
I'm tellin all friends and enemies
You see what I got to make you freeze
To touch me, you need utilities
Complete most, wanted on the streets of the east coast
Young guns fire and ni**as leave
See Mo (Mopreme)
I be shinin like white diamonds and crystals
Glistenin and holdin pistols
The mission's simple
Fold up and roll up
Dead presidential's all over potential
Look here, billion dollar baller presents you
Sorta, oughta call on a ni**a
I'll be sure to get you
Get cash, yo
Fast, yo
From my Castro. Blast
And I'm a last, yo
Past all these gla*s jaws and a*sholes that claim
That they be runnin thangs
I'll be gunnin those same ni**as runnin late
My alias is mother f**kin Napoleon
And I'd rather be robbin the game
These mother f**kers leave me sufferin
But it ain't nothin
I got no time for no bluffin
Before a ni**a finish put in the work, I'll put a end to himself
I think these ni**as got the game f**ked up
If they don't believe a young ni**a like me would bust (BOOYAA)
Perhaps it's a must
I'm facin cases
f**k probation
That's what I'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin
Thug ni**a till we die
No mercy on these playa hatin bi**hes
Ask me why
When we ride
It's the imperial serial killer
Alias: Mussilini
Mentally unstabled: your status
So you can't see me. Drug warlord
Ridin concord jets, rag vests, shakin bi**hes and snitches,
And trippin on sets
Eagle watch banger, keepin one in the chamber
For the anger that I buildt inside
When it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurking no end
f**k Idy, my alias is Mussilini
They call me Idy
From the southern city
Young ni**a greedy, so I'm runnin up on these ni**as easy
It ain't nuttin, cuz if they want somethin
So I'm a comense to dumpin
Spark the L up cuz my beat is bumpin
Thuggin till my f**kin last hour
With little Po (Napoleon) and Castro
Who you though was on that a*shole
Don't ask, though
Outlaw Immortals doin this on these windows
Stay high when we ride
My alias: Kadofy
Trump tight
So fast, can't copy
6 milion copies
Quick to hit your bi**h if she drop me
Severly addicted to livin like a f**kin felon
My people would look
To the cookie rocks a ni**a sellin
See, so, shorty I've been livin like defiant
Nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone lookin like a giant
And I ain't lyin
It's like it's me against myself
With all these back stabbers snakes grabbin at my f**kin wealth
Mad man killa
The bottom of the river is where a body lays and shivers
I'm that ni**a wit a 50 couch
Wit the murderous stats that increase
By these mother f**kers wit beef
It's been a long road
Alot of episodes
And as the glock loads,
I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes
Make em feel a ni**a wit a mission
Now I'm surpa*sin any a*sasin
Outlaw Immortals, baby
Y'all ni**as can't fade this ol' crazy s**t
Makaveli
Hussein
Castro
Kadofy
Mussilini
Ahmeed
Napoleon
Homai
What y'all ni**as really wanna do
Like them ni**as said - What would you do?
Thug life, baby
Flashin these ni**as - Thug Life
This year we Thug Life but we Outlaw Immortals
We die, ni**a, but we multiply
We legends
I'll make you famous mother f**ker
I'm talkin about Time Magazine, Newsweek and all that other good s**t
My ni**as make the paper, baby
My ni**as make the front page
Multiple gunshots
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