Outlawz

Outlawz - Good Bye songtekst

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 We live in a world

Where a man is judged by the color of his skin

We can't win

Not the content of his character

They scared of you

22 million black in america

You better stand your area

75 percent population of the prison system

Niggas listen

Niggas listen

Niggas listen

Outlawz on a mission



Verse 1: napoleon



So more gun shots

By some young niggas

And now the media consider y'all some dumb niggas

And where you at

I done came from that

So I know what's on your mind when you're cocking your nine back

Busting your bullets at them niggas on the corner

And you aim 7 5	 till your victim is a goner

But it's more than life

And I don't blame you

Matter of fact I blame your parents for the shit you gonna do

There's a lot of niggas under ten getting shot by the nine

8 of them died and left 7 of them crying

For the 5th and 6th time

I'm trying to tell you dog

You done pulled through

Nigga I know that's where he are

And the third second and first is when the welfare kicks in

We joined by nothing

'cause your ? ? ? 

Drinking

Buying crack

Go for drugs again

And it make you want to go and bust your gat again

But if you got a problem grab a pen

Write a letter

And send it to the outlawz

We'll try to make it better

My young soldier

You ain't no dumb soldier

Keep your mind on your dream

And you a pro soldier



Verse 2: young noble



Hey yo

I spitrip for pac and yak

I love y'all both

That's why I rap with a grudge and keep my enemies close

Memories float

Nothing else to do but smoke

Now I'm numb with a lump in my throat

I'm scoffed up

Constipated with pain

Hating the rain

We all get wet

And pretty much when you close to death

I think you live by the gun

You die by the judge

And if my girl have a son

I'ma raise him better than I was

A little time does justice to the heart

You should ask your little boy why he rushing to the park

Everyday after school

You wonder why he love there? 

They got guns drugs and plenty of thugs there

No care

That's why I speak on shit

To you parents out there

Don't sleep on shit

Raise your kids

Come on you made the kids

We got kids killing kids

Doing major bids

Damn



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I never really got a chance to say good-bye

I hope you're thankful you lived your life

And nothing keeps that before your eyes

I never really got a chance to say good-bye

And even though you're gone

You're always on my mind

I never really got a chance to say goodbye



Verse 3: edi



To all my youngsters out there

Trying to burn something

Will you pay attention a minute

You might learn something

'cause look

All they want to do is lock you up and make some dough off you

And when your ass finally die

They'll find a hole for you

I know it ain't no love

It seem cold to you

But yous a soldier

Got to keep your goals close to you

'cause 25 with an l ain't closer junior

Now in society

You're labeled as a loser junior

2 times at that

So close to your 3rd

Only 22 now what the fuck you gonna do

Convicted felons

They don't get no work

We all know that

Now you forced to draw back

You seen the cycle

They don't call it the system for nothing

Systematic ways to get you to your grave

But you heard it before

You ain't gonna listen to edi

You gonna have to go through it

But please believe me

Ain't no glory in pain

A soldier story in vain

You niggas gobbled by the game

Aint no glory in pain

A soldier story in vain

You niggas gobbled up by the mutha fuckin game



Verse 4: kastro



It's a long long dark road out of hell

I've been there

I can tell you the story well

Most don't make it

10 out of 12

And the 2 left fighting themselves

We sit in desperate need

Searching for a cure

Us youngsters indeed

We deserve much more

It's war

'cause we don't get along with each other

God damn

We need to get it together

For real



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Verse 5: napoleon



I got 50 shots for every ? ? ? 

These pigs is more crooked than some snakes on my block

They gave him a choice

He had to ride or die

Since bullets don't die

Oz can you tell me how he died

Stay ahead of your game

Young star

Grow eyes

Stay away from them haters

Also 1 time

I respect the game

I'm real serious with mine

It's like they lost

Playing on furious with mine



[edi talking]

Uh

So serious

You know

It's all about will and how strong you are

If you can stand it

Stand the pressure and stay strong youngsters

Move up



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