[Intro]
'Bout that time
'Preciate y'all n***as for rockin' with a real n***a all these years, man
Stayin' tuned in, locked in
Supportin' everything a n***a do
Still doin' this shit for y'all n***as, 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 n***a 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' n***a 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 n***as 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, n***a, we timeless
Yeah, sometimes you gotta remind 'em
This Outlaw shit is forever, n***a, we timeless, yeah (C'mon)