Kastro

I was raised, wit one foot in my grave
Wrestlin' with death, completely unafraid
And I gotta be brave
trapped inside of this cave
Where I hear voices that ain't attached to a face
Im goin' out of my mind this shit is drivin' me craze
With a front line, duck one time, and bullets with my name on them
Im a souljah so can't nothing make me change over
I ain't sober but still my mind maintain focus
Take a walk with me and see darkness (Outlaw)
Land of the skandalouz, cut-throat, and heartless
Ain't no friends here, they all pretend to be
I feel scarred like a knife cuttin' in to me

Young Noble

Yo, we can drop a hit with no video and still sell a million copies
In this rap game son I see a million copies
All badanaed out, all tatted down
Only thing I pray for is yall gatted down
You sayin' Thug Life yours, betta act a clown
Cause when you see us, dawg ain't no backin' down
No street team, no ads in The Source
Well that's the million dollar question who the Outlawz
No interviews, posin like centerfolds
We like Pitts on a strip, holla sick 'em tho'
You wanna hop first take me off
And if I diss you on yo own song, take me off
But before that ya label bets to break me off
Pac let the Lawz in, now they hatin' it yall
Break my balls, touch yall, Kill all that
Two thousands our year and yea we ain't tryin to hear all that
As far as the street goes, yall know
But yo, as far as my heat go, that's whoa'

Napoleon

I ain't got nothing to loose but my life and my jewels
Problem, my pants and my shoes, but I'll bury a fool
Since I'm hot, leaked thru the system the rusty bullet will kiss 'em
Lil Moo Napo-leon forty fast get gone
Get bombed on-on a regular, my souljahs ahead of ya
I shed blood for dead thugs on a regular
And I was raised in the heat of the light
So I pray to Allah and start beefin the night
Then I thug walk, the troubles inside of me
Better yet I think the devil tryin to hide in me
Ride with me, and fool I ain't no back seat driver
Imma bumper to bumper, I'll let the Tek 9 tell ya
Leave yo ass in the park where nobody can smell ya
But the rats and the cats and the dogs but dawg
You done messed up, and therefore yo life is ours
Just like Oz in a cell block you gone hear some gun shots
Matter of fact you might feel yo lungs pop
And you couldn't duck away from the gun shot
An Outlaw, switch and fight you South Paw
And Im a dirty as to dirt the law paw
Upon yall it's the worse of the worse
And yo reality and vision I remind you of hurst
Outlaw

Edi

We got to hold on just a little longer
It feel good, look my team is gettin' stronger
It seems like we dun weathered the storm
But I know all that really means that it's really on
Oh yes we been out here doing our thing
So many hatin on us, me insane
Doin' that thang behind them closed doors
Talkin' bout the lawz like some old whores, you swore
I penatrate your hole existence with precision
Splitin' yo wig makin' that thang a split decision
Thug livin' although my momma taught me much better
I was addicted to the streets I couldn't leave until I touched chedder
And better then my heart is the soul of a rebel
We gone do it our way, we ain't gone never ever settle
I got my niggaz and my metal
We all on a mission
The goalers get the gold, stay cold
Keep trippin, come on