Life Of An Outlaw Lyrics - Singles - Makaveli

In the life we live as thugs 

Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see 

It's hard to be a man 

Ridin' wit' my guns in hand 

Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin' 

Stuck in positions if victims can't stand the heat 

Then stay the fuck out the kitchen 

Have these bust as switchin', lookin' at me mean 

Itchin', givin' suckas plenty space 

Have these bitch niggas snitchin' 

Where are we now? Guns found daily 

The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin' dope 

They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap 

Attack, words bein' known to explode on contact 

Extreme at times blinded by my passion and fury 

Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin' my jewelry 

You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me truly effective 

The shit you heard ain't do me justice got a death wish, bitch 

Run up, face me and trace wit' an infared beam 

It seems niggas ain't recognize my team 

Ain't nobody holdin' you back explode the track to confetti 

Unload it, 'cause niggas ain't ready the life of an outlaw 

In the life we live as thugs 

Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see 

It's hard to be a man 

Ridin' wit' my guns in hand 

Code 3, attack formation pull out your pistols 

Keep an eye out for the devils 'cause they itchin' to get you 

Mercy to this madman screamin' kamikaze in tongue 

Automatic gunfire makin' all my enemies run 

Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin' 

Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream 

Dope got me hatin' fiends, schema wit' my team, just a chosen few 

My foes victim of explosives come closer exhale the fumes 

We got memories fadin' fast a slave for cash 

Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash 

Don't look now how you like it, raw 

Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws never surrender 

Death is for a son to stay free I'm thugged out 

Fuck the world 'cause this is how they made me 

Scarred but still breathin' believe in me and you could see the victory 

A warrior with jewels can you picture me? 

Life of and outlaw 

In the life we live as thugs 

Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see 

It's hard to be a man 

Ridin' wit' my guns in hand 

City under siege it's like I can't even breathe 

I'm from the state of car thieves G, deep from the street 

Plenty beef I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene 

Mobb Deep this nigga from behind tryin' to creep 

No half's wit' no straps, jack it's on to bounce back 

And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style [Incomprehensible] 

Get this grip wit hollows to get cha snip wit' clippers 

Get the picture? I wrote my life down like a scripture 

And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonely 

Where ain't nobody holy a matter of a fact, we unholy 

Everybody livin' solely for themselves too 

[Incomprehensible] on a land hell 

Somebody need me you know we lost hope and we needin' it 

Wit' the evil it's forever but it might be low down, scandalous 

Like a tramp is all for the street fame on how to be managed 

To plan shit 6 months in advanced to what we plotted 

Approved to go on sole and now I got it 

Crack my window knowin' they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin' 

Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin' 

Creepin' deep into morning peepin' out the weak 

While they yawnin' and let my cloud speak for it's self 

No doubt outlaw, outta my mind, outta time you're all blind 

Some kind of life of mine Kato don't mind 

Findin' it funny, matter of fact, 'cause it is 

Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw 

Eh, Noble 

What's up nigga 

Would you die for me, nigga? 

Hell yeah 

Would you kill for me? 

On my grandmother, nigga 

Ah yo 

What's up 

Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now 

Watch out 

Well, now they all say they roaches and parasites 

Snakes and all they might thug life break night 

Drink till we fist fight life or death 

But you can't win with a vest 

But there won't be no breathing for the reason 

Punk bitch on your breath 

I see day is dark and I admit it's dark 

So chase [Incomprehensible] 

[Incomprehensible] 

And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for Po's belly 

And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty 

In the life we live as thugs 

Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see 

It's hard to be a man 

Ridin' wit' my guns in hand 

In the life we live as thugs 

Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see 

It's hard to be a man 

Ridin' wit' my guns in hand 

In the life we live as thugs 

Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see 

It's hard to be a man 

Ridin' wit' my guns in hand 

In the life we live as thugs 

Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see 

It's hard to be a man 

Ridin' wit' my guns in hand 

In life 

In the life 

In the life