Lyrics:

[Tupac]That's right nigga you gotta get your papers in this motherfuckerI ain't mad at ya at all (damn)Aiyyo, what the fuck you wanna be when you grow up RahRah?[RahRah] Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin Outlaw[Tupac] That's right nigga, hahaha.. housin these hoes, you feel me?[RahRah] Aight, knowhatI'msayin?[Tupac] You got to do that shit, keepin it real nigga or what?[RahRah] Keepin it real![Tupac] How old are you nigga?[RahRah] I'm eleven[Tupac]Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind statepreoccupied with homicide, tryin to survive through this crime rateDead bodies at block parties, those unlucky bastardsGunfire now they require may be closed casketWho can you blame? It's insane what we dare doWitness an evil that these men do, bitches in, tooIn fact they be the reasons niggaz get to bleedinPull the fuckin fire when I leave em, you shoulda seen emHostile hoes catch elbows (beotch!) negroes disposed ofand snitches get dealt with, with no loveBody bags of adversaries that I had to buryI broke the law and they jaw, all in the same flurryBut never worry, they'll remember me through historyCausin motherfuckers to bleed, they'll label me a* Chorus *Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin)Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?)[Tupac]Before I close my eyes I fantasize I'm livin wellwhen I awake and realize I'm just a prisoner in hellJust as well, cause in my cell I'm keepin pictures of these bastardsExcersisin, visualizin, everyone inside a casketPicture me blasted, surrounded by niggaz in masksSent with the task to harass and murder my assWill I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or