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2Pac
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Damon Sharpe
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Kendall Schmidt
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Logan Henderson
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Matt Squire
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Matthew Thiessen
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You motherfuckers kill me
Why y'all **** don't ever talk that shit
When we be in a physical form?
Why y'all **** get all shy
When we right there next to you at the premieres and shit?
Y'all **** get a lot 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, ****
Or a **** on the west side, the best side
Call me, call me, ****
Reach out and touch a ****
'Cause uh, if you don't do that
And I hear one of you **** saying something on the record
Expect me, ****, like you expect Jesus to come back
Expect me, ****, I'm coming
[Verse 2]
From the pressure, yeah
You know how we do this quick, outlaws, untouchable
[Verse 3]
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 to scary, get to near me we rush 'em
Visions of over packed prisons, millions of **** thug living
Pressure's, three strikes I hope they don't test us
So pull the heat out, ammunition in crates
Move without a sound as we slide down, pistols in place
I'm sensing **** is defenseless, I'm hitting fences then getting ghost
Who can prevent me shooting senseless at these ****'s throats?
Only wish to breed, I explode into a million seeds
Y'all remember me, legendary, live eternally
Bury me in pieces 'cause they fear reincarnation
**** screaming peace 'cause they fear when my squad face 'em
Take 'em to places, face to face, then erase 'em, and break 'em
Murder motherfuckers that are waiting to quicken the pace
[Verse 4]
Bitch made **** and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
[Verse 5]
Fuck you **** and that bullshit you going through
We outlaw rushing you, busting you
We untouchable
[Verse 6]
Bitch made **** and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
[Verse 7]
Fuck you **** and that bullshit you going through
We outlaw rushing, you busting you
We untouchable
[Verse 8]
Hey-yo we won't stop, I let the '44 pop
Tanqueray and Alize make **** get shot
I'm smoking on some kush, baby, you know it's all Gravy
Calicos, AK's, ****'s yelling mayday
Payday, soon as the red dots connect
Off that haze and that 'dro, that Cali sticky icky
Strictly 2-1-3, 8-1-8, 3-2-3
3-1-0, we outlaws, baby
[Verse 9]
I'm surrounded by thugs, slugs with crystals and pistols, carbon
Copy murderers that be softer than tissues
Got my persona soldier dedicated to the fucking drama
My foes retreat like pros when they post my pros
Mashing like piranhas or a pack of Pitts
Bodies get wasted, paper chasing, tryna stack a brick
Dear mama, I'm touched, for lot to lead the clutch
Clinging for a life which ain't much
And a lust for these guns to bust
Ain't no trust for these herbs tryna ratchet
Keep my burner on the dresser
Wake up busting in the morning from the pressure
[Verse 10]
Bitch made **** and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
[Verse 11]
Fuck you **** and that bullshit you going through
We outlaw rushing you, busting you
We untouchable
[Verse 12]
Bitch made **** and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
[Verse 13]
Fuck you **** and that bullshit you going through
We outlaw rushing you, busting you
We untouchable
[Verse 14]
I never had a chance to be a buster, I was raised hard
With the only shed of tattooed tears out near the graveyard
I rep my outlaws deeply
Done seen too many real players fall to let the industry cheat me
Only behind the scenes do they see me as 2Pac the Don
And this bitch with two Glocks, I'm wrong
The homie still gon' roll and standing with your biggest G
You still gon' fold, I can guarantee you a lost
The homie 'Pac told me, I can guarantee you a boss
And it was in for a brief minute, far as my life
Since he disappeared, I still ain't found peace in it
But still struggling like Mumia Abu, it was 'bout to end, truly I knew
Named my daughter Assadah
For that alone, make 'em more than a rotter
Got every homie trigger finger under the set
Dope but guaranteed now my 1 on 1 will connect
[Verse 15]
Bitch made **** and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
[Verse 16]
Fuck you **** and that bullshit you going through
We outlaw rushing you, busting you
We untouchable
[Verse 17]
Bitch made **** and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
[Verse 18]
Fuck you **** and that bullshit you going through
We outlaw rushing you, busting you
We untouchable
[Verse 19]
Fuck you **** and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws, we untouchable
Written by: 2Pac, Anthony Henderson, Bruce Washington, Kasseem Dean, Yafeu Fula