- Votes:
- Composers:
- Shakur
- Tupac Amaru / Beale
- Mutah W. / Cooper
- Rufus Lee / Cox
- Katari T. / Greenidge
- Malcolm / Harper
- Marvin Darrell
 
- See also:
Makaveli - Life Of An Outlaw lyrics
In the life we live as thugs
 Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
 It's hard to be a man
 Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
 Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin'
 Stuck in positions if victims can't stand the heat
 Then stay the fuck out the kitchen
 Have these bust as switchin', lookin' at me mean
 Itchin', givin' suckas plenty space
 Have these bitch niggas snitchin'
 Where are we now? Guns found daily
 The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin' dope
 They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap
 Attack, words bein' known to explode on contact
 Extreme at times blinded by my passion and fury
 Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin' my jewelry
 You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me truly effective
 The shit you heard ain't do me justice got a death wish, bitch
 Run up, face me and trace wit' an infared beam
 It seems niggas ain't recognize my team
 Ain't nobody holdin' you back explode the track to confetti
 Unload it, 'cause niggas ain't ready the life of an outlaw
 In the life we live as thugs
 Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
 It's hard to be a man
 Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
 Code 3, attack formation pull out your pistols
 Keep an eye out for the devils 'cause they itchin' to get you
 Mercy to this madman screamin' kamikaze in tongue
 Automatic gunfire makin' all my enemies run
 Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin'
 Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream
 Dope got me hatin' fiends, schema wit' my team, just a chosen few
 My foes victim of explosives come closer exhale the fumes
 We got memories fadin' fast a slave for cash
 Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash
 Don't look now how you like it, raw
 Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws never surrender
 Death is for a son to stay free I'm thugged out
 Fuck the world 'cause this is how they made me
 Scarred but still breathin' believe in me and you could see the victory
 A warrior with jewels can you picture me?
 Life of and outlaw
 In the life we live as thugs
 Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
 It's hard to be a man
 Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
 City under siege it's like I can't even breathe
 I'm from the state of car thieves G, deep from the street
 Plenty beef I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene
 Mobb Deep this nigga from behind tryin' to creep
 No half's wit' no straps, jack it's on to bounce back
 And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style [Incomprehensible]
 Get this grip wit hollows to get cha snip wit' clippers
 Get the picture? I wrote my life down like a scripture
 And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonelyMakaveli - Life Of An Outlaw - http://motolyrics.com/makaveli/life-of-an-outlaw-lyrics.html
 Where ain't nobody holy a matter of a fact, we unholy
 Everybody livin' solely for themselves too
 [Incomprehensible] on a land hell
 Somebody need me you know we lost hope and we needin' it
 Wit' the evil it's forever but it might be low down, scandalous
 Like a tramp is all for the street fame on how to be managed
 To plan shit 6 months in advanced to what we plotted
 Approved to go on sole and now I got it
 Crack my window knowin' they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin'
 Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin'
 Creepin' deep into morning peepin' out the weak
 While they yawnin' and let my cloud speak for it's self
 No doubt outlaw, outta my mind, outta time you're all blind
 Some kind of life of mine Kato don't mind
 Findin' it funny, matter of fact, 'cause it is
 Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw
 Eh, Noble
 What's up nigga
 Would you die for me, nigga?
 Hell yeah
 Would you kill for me?
 On my grandmother, nigga
 Ah yo
 What's up
 Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now
 Watch out
 Well, now they all say they roaches and parasites
 Snakes and all they might thug life break night
 Drink till we fist fight life or death
 But you can't win with a vest
 But there won't be no breathing for the reason
 Punk bitch on your breath
 I see day is dark and I admit it's dark
 So chase [Incomprehensible]
 [Incomprehensible]
 And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for Po's belly
 And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty
 In the life we live as thugs
 Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
 It's hard to be a man
 Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
 In the life we live as thugs
 Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
 It's hard to be a man
 Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
 In the life we live as thugs
 Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
 It's hard to be a man
 Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
 In the life we live as thugs
 Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
 It's hard to be a man
 Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
 In life
 In the life
 In the life









