[Intro]

I don't care no more

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

After the fire comes the rain

After the pleasure there’s pain

Even though we broke for the moment we’ll be balling again

Time to make y'all, my military be prepared for the busters similar to

Bitches too scary, get to near me we rush ’em

Visions of over packed prisons

Million’s of niggas thug living

Pressure’s, three strikes I hope they don’t test us

So pull the heat out, ammunition in crate’s (shhhhh)

Move without a sound as we slide down pistols in place

I’m sensing niggas is defenceless I’m hitting fence’s then getting ghost

Who can prevent me shooting senseless

At these niggas throats

Only wish to breed

I explode into a million seeds

Y'all remember me

Legendary live eternally (hahaha)

Bury me in pieces cause they fear reincarnation

Niggas screaming peace cause they fear when my squad face ’em

Take them to places, stake they face then erase ’em and break ’em

Murder motherfuckerer’s at a rate and then quicken the pace

Blast me but never ask me to live a lie

Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?

Now I’m worldwide

Niggas gossip like girls then hide

No offence to Nas but this whole fucking world is mine

Even if you blind you can still see my prophecy

My destiny to overthrow those on top of me

Fiending for currency the money be calling

Can you feel me, dreaming?

Seeing scenes of me balling?

Fuck you bitch made niggas and that bullshit you going through

Outlawz, busting while we rushing

We untouchable

Fuck you niggas and that bullshit you going through

We Outlawz, rushing you, busting you

We untouchable

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]

Yellin niggas I ran the bricks wit, is wicked, malicious mischief (hehe)

Back up wit that bitch shit, could get capped up wit a quickness

My madness ain't marked, I hit my targets like darts

In the dark blessin the park I could just creep on the narc

I got ups like united parcels, murdered the court Marshall

So ain't no way in hell when you bail I’m a stay up off you

I fly with 25’s like jordan, he bad ball

Told y’all he was a butter loss, so I saw the jack y’all

I’m a basket case, that will blast and wait

What is ya askin, ain't shit comin through the maskin tape

Did you really think that you could touch me, when you started reachin?

I started each and every one of y’all, part of the reason

I never fall or slip and pump

I couldn't even hit the bottom if I tripped and jumped

I dump a two on your crew and then play new wit a Nina

My body’s spread off the naughty, what the hell I’m a do wit dis eagle

I’m a touch ya

[Verse 3: E.D.I Mean]

Man, I’m a tell ya

Every day of my life is like I’m skatin on thin ice

I’m seconds away from livin hella nice and bein a felon twice

Plus I’m gettin sicka quicka, and this time can't blame this nigga

All these narcotics thats controlled us sold for profit, uh huh

What you have before you is a pre-meditated plot to prosper

Expectin to be respected like the rest of my roster

And these schizophrenic mobsters, these well designed impostors

They dont wanna see us, when we rise like jesus wit some choppers

Holdin and unloadin the game is potent

Able to reach out and touch you with the slightest notion(yeah)

While you weren’t aware and ain't knowin how we comin through

Outlawz forever

We untouchable

[Outro]

These motherfuckers are foul

Playa haters

For talking to feds

Snitchin to the muthafuckin police

You don’t know my niggas

Muthafuck the east coast

As long as it’s the westside the bestside

You know, it’s on Deathrow

That’s right my niggas

You motherfuckers kill me

Why yall niggas don’t ever talk that shit when we be in the physical form?

Why yall niggas get all shy when we right there next to you at the premiere’s and shit?

Hehehehehe

Yall niggas get alot of heart when you get in the studio, huh?

Get that candy man motherfucker wanna talk shit on the mic

Well do this for me, would you?

Next time you get the notion to talk some shit about an Outlaw nigga

Or a nigga from the west side the best side, a nigga on Deathrow, call me

Call me nigga, reach out and touch a nigga, cause uh

If you don’t do that and I hear one of you niggas sayin somethin on a record, ha

Expect me nigga like you expect Jesus to come back

Expect me nigga, I’m comin, comin