They got my back on the wall
Back against the wall
Outlaw strikes back
What the fuck
Outlaw
Outlaw
Outlaw
Outlaw
Outlaw
Outlaw
Outlaw
It's a whole lot of shit
Ain't my past life that I feel wrong for
But it's a new year and that
bullshit I ain't tryna go for
If you want something,
you'd better do what's good for your heart
I'll leave your insides, your lungs,
and your backbone apart
I've been wrong from the start,
Napoleon
Bonaparte
If you think you're ready for more,
get the fuck on your mark
I wish you knew,
to fuck the shit I put your ass through
I see you stuck like glue, the opposite of
Pizzu
I see you, and reach you,
I know the love ain't there
So go ahead, drink your beer,
and lie about how you care
You couldn't survive this
motherfuckin' life of mine
You couldn't ride with
Fruite, about to now to stop the line
You know I fuck your punk ass up
I'll take your cash and
throw your bitch ass in
Lil'
J's trunk
For free warrants or custody,
or if it's your mom, stay mobbin'
Get your money on for bitches
while the police keep droppin'
If you watch me
All think y pretty real,
ain't seen no night
When the freaks come out,
and the creeps come out, baby
We all about the thug thang,
the only way out
And I do this shit for love,
with a gun in my mouth
All y niggas think y pretty real,
ain't seen no night
When the freaks come out,
and the creeps come out, baby
We all about the thug thang,
the only way out
And I do this shit for love,
with a gun in my mouth
I play it slowly,
MCs don't know me,
know me the holiest
Lookin' like you saw a ghost when
you saw us at the show
And shit, apparently,
y 'all niggas can't stand me
Fuck your family,
I love the buck that I had
Fuck you with the jammies,
somethin', somethin',
Sammie
But I ain't hear what he said
Nigga, you walkin' on a thin line,
thinner than thread
Bigger than lead,
sapling is a hole through the head
Supposed to be dead,
but I ain't gon' shoot you again
Outlaw, motherfucker,
bring your nines and guns
Not long, but there's a temp,
so your time has come
Five to twelve,
remember how alive he was
Ain't no love, it ain't a war,
if ain't no blood, what the fuck?
It's y 'all niggas scared of what?
You all can talk tough, but you scared to bust
I touch your polite face
when my time up
Lyrically and tongue -tied,
I'm literally tied up
All y 'all niggas think y been real,
ain't seen no night
When the freaks come out,
and the creeps come out
Baby, we all about to thug that,
now on the way out
And I'm doing shit for love,
with a gun in my mouth
All y niggas think y been real,
ain't seen no night
When the freaks come out,
and the creeps come out
Baby, we all about a thug that
ain't the only way out
And I do this shit for love,
we got it on top
And still I'm lost,
but it costs to be the boss
So I'm struggling like a motherfucker,
gon' get what I want
When I sit and think about the
days I couldn't get paid
It sakes me quickly to a rage,
couldn't run to get my gauge
Mama pray for me,
and they ain't gonna take it from me
I need my sanity, I'm badly slipping
Wishing for war, is it all I have to live for?
I'm gon' make sure more
people eat at any cost
Sending off the edge,
ain't enough returning
I've been thugged out and rotten
When you're suffering, niggas, I ain't no
daft
Pumping on the gas,
letting it burn
Sideways, doing it my way like
Usher
So fuck ya, I'd rather slug it than love ya
I'll blow up like a motherfucker
Until I'm up by the head
You gotta know I don't care, oh yeah
All y 'all niggas think y real
real ain't seen no night
When the freaks come out,
and the creeps come out
Baby, we all up by the thug plane,
the only way out
And I do this shit for love,
with a gun in my mouth
All y 'all niggas think y 'all red red like
Xenonite
But the freaks come out,
and the creeps come out, baby
We all about a thug thing,
the only way out
And I do this shit for love,
with a gun in my mouth
The bottom of the deepest pit I sit
Thinkin' bout to come up,
got my mind on gettin' mine
Nigga finna run up in the dope
Take it for the stash and the bag
Cause I'm sick of seein'
Brad doin' bad, so I'm comin' ag
When it takes all in me,
I'm on a quest to get the chickens
Run up on my victims and get them
I'll beat your nigga, they can't deny
I go from mine with my 9 o 'clock late
Cause I ain't to die, I ain't to fly
I'm sending you to hell if I have to
I got this 12 pointed at you
I'm dying hard so I'm hard to kill
And if you find yourself
caught up in my clutches
Nigga guard your grill, got balls of steel
I introduce these niggas to the real life
And if you angry then you will die
The real side, end of the road
The cameras don't reload
You don't make another episode
So rest your soul, understand me
Get what I'm talking bout
Tonight the freaks come out, baby
