[Kastro] (talking)
[04:31.00]Hmm, damn, I feel ya
[04:31.00]Turn, nope, don't nobody care
[04:31.00]These Outlawz feel y'all (yup)
[04:31.00]Yeah, don't nobody care
[04:31.00]Sometime it get like that (When it feel like don't nobody care)
[04:31.00]It seems like nobody care (nope, not nobody)
[04:31.00]I care though, listen
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[Kastro - Verse 1]
[04:31.00]I been so sick lately, bellyin and not achy
[04:31.00]These issues keep me with pistols for safety
[04:31.00]I got plans that the cops ain't included in
[04:31.00]And not a handcuff or shell could hold em in
[04:31.00]Right at the end of my road, who been there before?
[04:31.00]Now that I'm dead, it's like I've been dead before
[04:31.00]Same story, it's raw, I'm an outlaw
[04:31.00]A bread warhead, K-Dogg is a warrior
[04:31.00]And when I stand, I stand on my own two
[04:31.00]If I fall, I land on my own two
[04:31.00]A soldier, and it been like that
[04:31.00]Pac and Yak see us now and they could see all that
[04:31.00]Who really care? F**k the tarry hair
[04:31.00]And the rest of the Outlawz was without a share
[04:31.00]Don't nobody care, just like I thought
[04:31.00]So I just stare at the world like I don't give a f**k
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[Napolean - Verse 2]
[04:31.00]I remember them days when it was dark outside
[04:31.00]The only thing I felt I had was my nuts and my pride
[04:31.00]I was different than them niggaz on the block sellin ***
[04:31.00]But I was always with em, actin like a thug
[04:31.00]Runnin through the mud cause the cops was on us
[04:31.00]We just walkin home from school but they always on us
[04:31.00]It's like this, the streets is so lovely
[04:31.00]I love the streets, because the streets made me
[04:31.00]The ghetto seems so in peace
[04:31.00]Man, that I moved to the suburbs and there's more police
[04:31.00]Where I'm from, a fiend'll pack a gun
[04:31.00]Overton, Jersey the harder the slum
[04:31.00]But I made it up outta there, thanks to the Lord, kid
[04:31.00]But I'll never leave my box alone, ni**a I swear (swear)
[04:31.00]And to the young kids wearin the streets do
[04:31.00]I know nobody don't care, but the Outlawz do (cause we do)
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[Chorus - Young Noble]
[04:31.00]We stack clips, glack licks in the air
[04:31.00]Smoke sticks on the stairs, dog, nobody care (nobody care)
[04:31.00]We shot the fear when everybody was there
[04:31.00]Beat each other half to death, but homie nobody care (nobody care)
[04:31.00]My momma wasn't there and my poppa wasn't there
[04:31.00]Couldn't find em anywhere cause nobody cared, yeah
[04:31.00]We split mills, pop pills and sh*t
[04:31.00]Ten on the floor, ten in the bed, damn, nobody care
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[Young Noble - Verse 3]
[04:31.00]Yo, hard times as a youngsta
[04:31.00]Scarred by the hunger, wonder
[04:31.00]How many gonna die this summer (die this summer)
[04:31.00]We loud like thunder roamin the strip
[04:31.00]Now everybody act cool, we approachin the vip (come on, come on)
[04:31.00]Smokin a stick, hit, cause we live for this (live for this)
[04:31.00]Just like sh*t is hard raisin kids in this
[04:31.00]I got 'Outlaw' tatted on my stomach and all (stomach and all)
[04:31.00]We can fight and hang out later like nothing is wrong
[04:31.00]Laise your Timms up tight cause the ride is rough (uh)
[04:31.00]You can tighten my cuffs, I'm still likin the cuffs (come on)
[04:31.00]F**k this and that, cause I'mma get you back (uh-huh)
[04:31.00]I know you mother f**kers sick and wish that I couldn't rap
[04:31.00]Hatin already waitin till my pockets is fat (uh)
[04:31.00]Would you rather see me incarcerated, locked in the back? (come on)
[04:31.00]Cockin a strap, have your whole block in a gat (yeah)
[04:31.00]Every body down flat, where them dollars at? (uh, oh yeah)
[04:31.00]
[EDI Mean - Verse 4]
[04:31.00]I put my faith in the Lord, pray for patience in war
[04:31.00]Now only time'll tell if he heard me before
[04:31.00]I see myself in the mirror, young ni**a full of flaws
[04:31.00]But in the streets, I'm a hero cause I give it to em raw
[04:31.00]I'm just my momma's second son, and I just bought me a gun
[04:31.00]Cause some niggaz want some, and I ain't got nothin for em
[04:31.00]Me and my niggaz stay hungry, strivin for the old and gray money
[04:31.00]Ridin while these niggaz think it's funny
[04:31.00]But ain't a damn thing funny to a ni**a like me (nah)
[04:31.00]When you sittin on your a** broke and thirty
[04:31.00]And don't nobody care about your sob story (nah)
[04:31.00]I work so hard homie, you better be about your money (homie)
[04:31.00]Oh yeah, it goes both ways, and momma used to say
[04:31.00]'The Lord'll help those who help themselves'
[04:31.00]I keep my eyes on the prize so there ain't no chance for me fail
[04:31.00]Cause don't nobody give a f**k when you livin in hell
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[04:31.00]Chorus x 2