[Intro: Tupac talking] This go out to C. Delores Tucker, Bob Dole And everybody else who feels like uh They stronger than the constitution Freedom of speech big baby Freedom of speech Ha ha ha Outlawz Goddamn! Rap music I hate that It's just so violent and it destroys everyone, it makes the kids crazy The kids kill people There cop hater here going against society, I don't understand the music It's too loud, it's too rowdy, it's too violent Let's ban all rap music (Outlawz) Ban Tupac, ban the Outlaw Immortalz ban 'em
[Verse One: Young Noble] Listen it ain't no stopping I gotta hustle Cop it make it double, try to Stop it and touch it, I'ma cock it and bust it Niggaz tryna get it addicted to fast living Get rich or die trying nigga as 50 I've been Operating Under Thug Laws As A Warrior Oppressed by the industry the Hip-Hop government ?? by the Hip-Hop Police Why you think Nas screaming Hip-Hop deceased? No justice (No justice) All the judges got grudges Giving my niggaz life for a little next to nothing So wherever you are, just a little extra something You ain't the only one, we all going through the struggle Penny pinching It's like you really ain't living ? until eleven's, I'm cooking in the kitchen Like we looking and we wishing Praying will he hear it? It's eating at my spirit Speaking for the spirits
[Verse Two: Tupac] You can't break me Never make me Busta soft the beats This Outlaw style got a brother off the streets Miss Deloris Tucker sue me I won't stop Till we get justice for these crooked cops on my block Time Warner full of sissies Tell 'em all to miss me A bunch of hypocrites Whistling Dixie Good riddance cause you never should of touched me You cowards knew you couldn't take the pressure I'ma make you sorry Trust me Didn't cry when they dropped me (Nah) Can they stop me? Tryna sell 4 million copies If I wasn't spitting it'd be prison or death This rap game all we got left So try to comprehend where we coming from Life as an Outlaw Ain't meant for everyone So here we come Recognize how we organize Strategize now we unified brothers on the rise And we can't stop
[Chorus: Young Noble & Stormy] No way no how we got to keep moving And putting it down We can't stop (Outlawz) Until we reach the top Through the music we speak to the blocks Believe it or not I don't know what you've been, told Real niggaz don't stay on they go Can't stop until I get that you know Won't stop until I get that keep going
[Verse Three: Hussein Fatal] Bury me with a Makaveli suit and a Mac I've God strike me with lightning, I'm shooting him back Skinny cause I don't work out, my man is in the gym Long as I'm strong enough to put a hammer on your chin Trapped in the storm Fuck the world till I'm gone I'm bucking at Corey Brooke he treating my niggaz wrong Until I'm gone They gon' see who I be I picture this bricks ducking from the penitentiary
[Verse Four: Kadafi] See Mysteriously it seems Through my deepest thoughts and dreams its all wrong Pop too long gone, and now 18 I'm stranded on my own Abandoned here in the zone Protect my thrown pal like a king, Al Capone style Fake no jacks on this grind Coked up with crack I get mine Living life as a Don, Guess Gortex, Louis Vuitton
[Verse Five: Hussein Fatal] Yeah your boys back with the proper team When they think I'm wearing Red I'ma rock the Green On a whole 'nother episode Cops never heard of ya The otherside'll hide down the block from the murder scene Catch ya man he dead with the Fifth When it's hot on Nu he G-Ride from the clear to the bricks So gangster how he switched from the clear to the bricks Niggaz hate it but they scared of the Fifth
(And we won't stop) Outlawz!
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[Verse Six: Big Syke] This rap game like a robbery Cause it seem somebody hiding me My nigga, made a motherfucker cop a Ki' Motherfucker ain't no stopping me My nigga, It's Mussolini see me all in the midst I'm still chilling like I'm bottle of Crys' Enemies sharpen they ? And when they see me they can give me a kiss So I'm posing with the frozen wrists Outlaw immortalized we survived and curst So I claim it like I'm bangin a turf Yeah it's easy like I'm putting in work Not been easy you wanna jerk Come the squeezey I'm ready to murk Outlawz, Makaveli niggaz ready to flow So baby are you ready to go? Outlaw my niggaz be screaming at night A Big Syko with the thug in your life
[Verse Seven: EDI Amin] Don't stop (Don't stop) Keep going (Keep going) Even when the wheels fall off we keep rolling (Keep rolling) This Hip-Hop thing just won't stop It's number one at the top of the charts Here to stay like 'Pac Man I just can't let it go It's in my blood stream (Yeah) So when I flow, I gotta do my thug thing For the hood the under privileged and oppressed Young nigga get rich, cash more cheques Take the hood life Put it on on wax Get stakes now we living the good life Car brand new and it shine so clean Bought momma a house, on sweet sixteen's And we, sitting clean in the latest edition From the block to the movie screen deep in and pimpin' Recognize how we organize Strategize now we unified brothers on the rise And we won't stop
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Compositor: Bruce Washington (Hussein Fatal) (BMI)Autores: Malcolm R Greenidge (e D I Mean) (ASCAP), Rufus Lee Cooper (Young Noble) (ASCAP), Tupac Amaru Shakur (2 Pac) (ASCAP), Tyruss Gerald Himes (Big Syke) (ASCAP), Yafeu A Fula (Kadafi) (ASCAP)Editores: Black Hispanic Music (ASCAP), Gimme Minz Publishing (BMI), Imperial Loco Entertainment (ASCAP), Notting Hill Music Inc (BMI), Music Corporation Of America Inc (BMI), T Funk Music (BMI), Mca-universal Music Corporation (ASCAP), BMG Songs Inc (ASCAP), Zomba Enterprises Inc (ASCAP), Yaki Kadafi (ASCAP)Publicado em 2006ECAD verificado obra #2145488 e fonograma #11973708 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM