Lyrics

[Intro] 'Bout that time 'Preciate y'all niggas for rockin' with a real nigga all these years, man Stayin' tuned in, locked in Supportin' everything a nigga do Still doin' this shit for y'all niggas, man, yeah Outlaw for life A Makaveli live on Killer Kadafi' live on Bruce Ed Fatal live on Yeah, y'all know this song, come on [Verse] Dirt poor, growing up I never had my own room My mama cooking that workup, she burnt up all the spoons Graduated from the block, but I ain't never finished school Know it wasn't cool, that's why I choose to give em' jewels All the lessons that I learned, played the game by the rules Never hustle where you live, never argue with a fool If you depend on them to feed you, you gave them power to starve you All I did was show love, and they hated me something awful Be careful, cut my circle down to a handful Smilin' in your face and they hawk, they can't stand you Two-faced it, my heart got broke in two places Feelin' like Nipsey, tipsy, bumpin' Blue Laces Wanna bait me with old beef? See me with new cases Shit ain't been the same since they killed my nigga in Vegas Motivated by the pain, motivated by the haters I'm still spittin' that shit, twenty-five years later Never signed to a major, we stayed independent These ain't just raps lil' nigga I really lived it Calm, don't be alarmed, I'm a time-bomb tickin' Young livin' legend, pen-game vicious Outlaw Recordz, don't think for a second I'ma put this mic down, I pick up this MAC-11 The spirit of Makaveli, Syke, Fatal-N-Felony This Outlaw shit, I'm precisely the epitome Carried the torch high, did it all in they memory Ain't gotta say a word, I can feel it in your energy Hate me or you love me, don't matter, long as you mention me Streets real slippery, watch where you're walkin' There's no more talkin', all bite, no barkin' E'rybody love you once you layin' in the coffin When you alive and shinin' you most likely a target Leave your ass leakin' like a faucet, you cross me All family no friends, the game costly Paid the price of sweet revenge, how much it cost me? Success tastes sweeter, bag full of [?] Cold hard soup, Tim boots, and a beeper This nine milli-meter could make me the Grim Reaper You ain't even crack the code, it gets deeper You 'on't know how much crack I sold as a youngin' Never known for rappin', I was known for hustlin' Never known for rattin', I was known for thuggin' All these niggas do is blog, they ain't known for nothin' But runnin', they dick suckers, gossipin' like broads It's all fun and games 'til somebody in the morgue It was all your fault, don't poke the lion Don't wake the sleeping giant, get greeted with the iron We gon' leave 'em where we find 'em Sometimes we gotta remind 'em This Outlaw shit is forever, nigga, we timeless Yeah, sometimes you gotta remind 'em This Outlaw shit is forever, nigga, we timeless, yeah (C'mon)