Noble Justice - uhh...
Outlaw uhh... yo, yo, yo


Aye Yo...
We bring light to the darkness

The life of the heartless
Despite all the charges
We righteous in our own right

Run from the ghetto
But come back to the ghetto
Go back to the ghetto

And get jacked in the ghetto
First come the pitbulls
Then come the burgulars

Next is the hustlaz
Then out come the murderers
Outlaw warriors - military minded

Don't wanna see yo mama at the cemetary cryin'
Holla back at us
Gotta stack cabbage

Rappin' at gabbage
Then actin' like !@$)gots
So holla at cha folks

A dollar for the hopeless
The collar in a joker
She follow I'm a broke her

I'm rolling it and lighting it
When opening it is frightening
Potent with silence

Promoting it with Violence
I'm rolling it and lighting it
When opening it is frightening

Potent with silence
Promoting it with Violence



Money, Power, Respect - What's Ourz?
#~!!@, Problems, and death to the cowards

The Lawz keep on makin' it
And ya'll keep on hatin' it
We takin' it and strippin' it

Takin' it and flippin' it



Aye yo - we creepin' on a late night
Sippin' on some - stay right
We hustle and we play fight

To damn near daylight
Some is rockin' %#@! bad
Some of them in body bags

^!$$%z wrap that - really neva heard a shotty blast
Killaz on a payroll
Squillaz on a payroll

My block don' got cold
Shots don' got thrown
We rumble for the $#&@ of it

We thuggin' for the love of it
Rappin' for the thrill of it
Back when I was innocent

Damn Noby killin' it whenever he spit
He the best and when I see him
I'm a tell him he is

And that's the word on the street
But you heard it was beef
And when this %#@! hit the street

Everybody gon' eat
I'm stayin' on some raw %#@!
Outlaw war %#@!

Outlaw from the dark %#@!
^!$$%z off it
^!$$%z lost it to lying

^!$$%z crossed it
And anything that get's spit on
Ya know they tourched it





Aye yo - you know it's a respect thing

^!$$% gotta get mine
Nobe with the dolo dick
(*##$es said it's been time
Started from some real'a %#@!
Every since Pac passed

Been on some guerilla %#@!
Every since Yak passed
^!$$%z said they feelin' this
Mission is to stop cash
Meet me in the streets dawg

^!$$% we can lock gas
Pour a lil liquor out
Throw the $#&@in' speakers out
The mob on a ride
Lil' ^!$$%z with they heaters out

Nobe spit the truth dawg
Hoppin out of -
Don't make a ^!$$% shoot ya'll
The coward left to move on
What the $#&@ you tryna move on
Ya crew ain't strong

Outlawz don't die
Pac and Yak live on