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    Song: Respect Ourz
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble



    YOUNG NOBLE
    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 faggots
    So holla at cha folks
    A dollar for the hopeless
    The collar in a joker
    She follow Ima 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


    CHORUS (2x)
    Money, Power, Respect -- What's Ourz?
    Pussy, Problems, and death to the cowards
    The Lawz keep on makin' it
    And yall keep on hatin' it
    We takin' it and strippin' it
    Takin' it and flippin' it


    YOUNG NOBLE
    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' shit bad
    Some of them in body bags
    Niggaz 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
    Imma tell him he is
    And that's the word on the street
    But you heard it was beef
    And when this shit hit the street
    Everybody gon' eat
    I'm stayin' on some raw shit
    Outlaw war shit
    Outlaw from the dark shit
    Niggaz off it
    Niggaz lost it to lying
    Niggaz crossed it
    And anything that get's spit on
    Ya know they tourched it


    CHORUS (2x)
    Money, Power, Respect -- What's Ourz?
    Pussy, Problems, and death to the cowards
    The Lawz keep on makin' it
    And yall keep on hatin' it
    We takin' it and strippin' it
    Takin' it and flippin' it


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Aye yo -- you know it's a respect thing
    Nigga gotta get mine
    Nobe with the dolo dick
    *****es said it's been time
    Started from some real'a shit
    Every since Pac passed
    Been on some guerilla shit
    Every since Yak passed
    Niggaz said they feelin' this
    Mission is to stop cash
    Meet me in the streets dawg
    Nigga we can lock gas
    Pour a lil liquor out
    Throw the ****in' speakers out
    The mob on a ride
    Lil' niggaz with they heaters out
    Nobe spit the truth dawg
    Hoppin out of ----
    Don't make a nigga shoot yall
    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


    CHORUS (4x)
    Money, Power, Respect -- What's Ourz?
    Pussy, Problems, and death to the cowards
    The Lawz keep on makin' it
    And yall keep on hatin' it
    We takin' it and strippin' it
    Takin' it and flippin' it


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    Song: Godz Handz
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Yo... yea...
    We already sketched out in ya history books
    Pac made sure of that (Pac & Yak)
    That's what you call destiny
    It's like we in Godz hands ya know
    Whatever's gon' happen, gon' happen
    So don't worry about me -- worry about you
    We alright

    Aye yo...
    It ain't no way out -- Nigga
    So we stuck in everyday out -- Nigga
    The heat tucked
    From my birthday -- March 21st
    In the worst way -- I feel I've been cursed
    Cause the world heavy
    And I'm only a buck-70
    Makaveli was telling me to duck them ****in felonies
    I gotta feed my family
    The man of the house
    So why the **** you niggaz think I wont run in ya mouth
    What it's about?
    Hoes and dough?
    Clubs and shows?
    Thugs and hoes?
    Nigga **** my foes!
    I'm on some Outlaw shit until they bury me six
    Smash for Pac and Yak
    They started this whole shit
    The Lawz don't die we just spread the love
    And we shed blood for dead thugs
    Outlawz don't die we just spread the love
    And we shed blood for dead thugs
    Sing with me...


    CHORUS (2x)
    Outlaw Recordz -- We ball or die
    It's in Godz hands now
    We gon' fall or fly
    (sing with me now)
    Anybody think they stoppin' it
    You all could try
    Everybody here bleed so we all can die


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Yo...
    For my nigga Yak
    We the hottest right now
    For my nigga Pac
    We gon' lock shit down
    For my nigga Al
    We gon' sew the whole game
    For my Greg Brown
    I make the world feel my pain
    For my nigga Ceddy
    Imma always stay ready
    For my nigga Sieke
    And all the legals will believe me
    For my Grandma Marcy
    We ain't neva gon' stop
    And for my Grandpa Allen
    Every plan gon' pop
    For my Mustafa
    Imma stack a few dollaz
    For my nigga Chu
    Imma show you how I'll do
    For my Aunt Dee Dee
    I'm makin' sure you can't see me
    For my Nico Storm
    Dawg it's on til they free me
    For my Miss Reeves
    Imma show no fear
    We got angels down here
    And family up there
    For my cousin Darren
    Imma show no fear
    We got angels down here
    And family up there
    This is destiny


    CHORUS (2x)
    Outlaw Recordz -- We ball or die
    It's in Godz hands now
    We gon' fall or fly
    (sing with me now)
    Anybody think they stoppin' it
    You all could try
    Everybody here bleed so we all can die


    YOUNG NOBLE
    I got a son now
    So I put the gun down
    Pick it back up
    Cause there's always one clown -- tryna test us
    Thinkin' niggaz ain't down
    Niggaz stand up
    Just to get shut down
    All the hard living
    We already been through it
    Thinkin' God sent me
    Just to make thug music
    Picture my history
    Dealing with destiny
    We in Godz hands now
    So just let us be


    CHORUS (3x)
    Outlaw Recordz -- We ball or die
    It's in Godz hands now
    We gon' fall or fly
    (sing with me now)
    Anybody think they stoppin' it
    You all could try
    Everybody here bleed so we all can die


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    Song: Hate Me or Love Me
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Lil' nigga I dont give a ****
    If you like me or not
    Young Noble Outlaw keep it piped & hot
    You say you used to love Pac
    And you lovin' the Lawz
    Niggaz used to love Pac
    Now they lovin' it raw
    Sick in the head
    I spit words lifted the dead
    You skip to the fed
    They put the triple beam on ya head
    Niggaz bettin' on my creamless bread
    Will they make it or not
    Straight to the top
    We moving ahead
    We tryna drop 50 albums a year
    I'm afraid to lose
    Plus I was taught I had to challenge my fears
    I was born lost
    So what that make me?
    A mutha****a fighting his-self
    I shall succeed


    CHORUS (2x)
    Everybody wanna eat
    Don't nobody wanna hustle
    When niggaz start eating
    They forget about the struggle
    Niggaz talk a lot of shit
    But don't nobody want trouble
    Being a Outlaw
    Niggaz hate you or they love you


    YOUNG NOBLE
    I could lace you with a couple of jewels
    You gotta listen
    Or lace you with a couple of tools
    When shit thickens
    Throw aways -- slower days was in front of us
    Foster child -- don't nobody want none of us
    We all was wild -- mutha****a
    Not some of us
    The hawk was out
    Dawg the block was the comforter
    Plottin' on some other shit
    Them niggaz'll get you
    You think them niggaz hustlin'
    Them niggaz is snitchin'
    The one pointin' at you
    When they read you ya sentence
    And all along you thought you kept it real wit'cha niggaz
    The ones who ain't say shit them really the killaz
    And those who on that snake shit
    Somebody'll kill 'em


    CHORUS (2x)
    Everybody wanna eat
    Don't nobody wanna hustle
    When niggaz start eating
    They forget about the struggle
    Niggaz talk a lot of shit
    But don't nobody want trouble
    Being a Outlaw
    Niggaz hate you or they love you


    YOUNG NOBLE
    I'm faced with the trouble
    Of the everyday black male
    Black male, crack cell, packed jail, gat tell
    How many of yall niggaz take care of ya kids
    How many of yall niggaz tryna straight from the bids
    They wonder why we wild out when we get big
    We rappin' with a foul mouth
    Teachin' ya kids
    Ya know it aint no worse then what they hearing at home
    Plus it aint no food and he always alone
    He said "**** school mom leave me alone"
    And though he feel peace when he hearing my songs
    I tell him go to school
    I ain't teaching him wrong
    We connected to the streets like each in my arm
    The industry is just like reading a palm
    You mention me
    It's just like ringing the Lawz
    How could it be the streets keep screaming for Nobe
    Them mutha****as knownin' that I'm one of they own


    CHORUS (2x)
    Everybody wanna eat
    Don't nobody wanna hustle
    When niggaz start eating
    They forget about the struggle
    Niggaz talk a lot of shit
    But don't nobody want trouble
    Being a Outlaw
    Niggaz hate you or they love you


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    Song: Gotz 2 Go
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, Kamil, Napoleon, Homicide



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Everybody put cha middle fingers up
    And represent yo block
    If ya hands stays down
    You a snitch or a cop
    A ***** with cock
    And dont belong out here
    What I say -- whole waist
    So we strong out here
    Outlaw clique niggaz King Kong out here
    And everybody know the words to our songs out here
    And everybody on the block love Pac out here
    And everybody on the block love Yak out here
    We like pits on a strip
    Ya can't swat out here
    You don't know how many guns my niggaz got out here
    But yall niggaz really think that yall could clock out here
    When every night the old folks call the cops out here
    Every night the old folks here shots out here
    Jerzey Mob -- Outlaw got it locked out here
    And anything that goes down we got to drop out here
    And anybody creppin' thru we gon' spot out here


    CHORUS (4x)
    Stop, pop, drop, and roll
    Out of townerz on ya block
    And they gotz 2 go now


    KAMIL
    I came long ways
    From blockz of Jerzey
    Three-80 building hallway
    Cops surround me
    The bloody streets of Irvington
    Young thugs caught up
    But ever since 10
    That's the way I was brought up
    They shoulda' killed me then
    I wonder why they didn't
    Ain't no friends in this cold-hearted mutha****in' business
    I know -- my parents got murdered over dough
    I'm rappin' now
    I ain't selling coke no mo'
    I put the drugs down
    Left the game all along
    You'll neva win and some of these niggaz'll neva know
    They addicted and burnt out -- in position
    It's too late to get out now
    Charges poppin' up stickin


    HOMICIDE
    Stop, drop -- nigga why you 'round here?
    We Outlawz -- put that game down 'round here
    They call me Homi
    Ground the caine round all year
    I talk to Tommy
    While the Jerz Mob downstairs
    They came to hate a Homi
    But get an Army
    Cause it's off yeah
    We first to bomb
    Specializing in warefare
    Ride or die for the war
    Where I put in work
    Screamin' **** the earth
    Middle finger to the law -- yeah


    CHORUS (4x)
    Stop, pop, drop, and roll
    Out of townerz on ya block
    And they gotz 2 go now


    NAPOLEON
    It's like I'm walking thru a cemetary
    Breathin' but I'm really buried
    Starting trouble everyday at clubs
    It ain't necessary
    Half-way thug started thuggin 'bout a week ago
    I was slappin' niggaz before Pac signed to Death Row
    Jerzey niggaz know it
    Cause it's all in my blood
    Fag niggaz show respect when they see my black gloves
    I ain't got nuttin' to live for but Salik
    And Salik know daddy on the urge of release
    Stand with heat
    But prayin for peace
    But die for war
    Ain't nuttin' to eat so we told the streets like before
    Who the **** wanna see the down stare of a reaper
    I ain't tryna die either
    So talk to this mili-meter
    So --- break yoself, make yoself, take yoself
    ****in' with me -- I'll make you hate yoself
    Empty the shelf or empty what's left
    Burn thru yo chest
    Sellin' these tracks is like sellin' yo death
    Napoleon


    CHORUS (4x)
    Stop, pop, drop, and roll
    Out of townerz on ya block
    And they gotz 2 go now


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    Song: Noble Justice
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble



    YOUNG NOBLE
    This is a letter to my son
    In case I happen to past
    And he'll never even here it
    If I happen to last
    And I damn sure plan on it
    By any means -- it's bigger than me
    And I provide for my family
    My son is my pride
    Now I open my eyes
    He got my peanut head
    Exactly the same eyes
    He was born 3 weeks ago
    I watched him breathe
    If is daddy don't make it
    Lord watch him please
    I'm coppin' please
    Cause son it ain't safe out here
    Everybody wanna see a brotha break out here
    It's rules to life
    Baby boy play it carefully
    I know how to love you
    Cause nobody wasn't there for me
    A site to see
    You was the reflection of me
    A lesson to me
    Better yet a blessin' to me
    The best of me
    I give you my all
    Picture life without you
    Ain't living at all
    I give my life for yours
    Cause now I'm living for you
    I did it all for you
    It all belongs to you
    I give my life for yours
    Cause now I'm living for you
    I did it all for you
    It all belongs to you


    CHORUS (2x)
    This is a letter to my son
    God forbid I die
    All the answers right here
    Neva ask 'em why
    Don't cry
    Neva let life past you by
    Even though you can't see me
    Son I'm by ya side


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Noble be yo own man
    Don't follow nobody
    Get locked up
    You know who care? -- Nobody
    Souljah life ain't fair
    I'm tellin' you now
    It might not be nobody there tryna help you out
    First of all you learn from ya own mistakes
    The right one you take
    The wrong one you make
    Second of all Imma tell you the truth
    Nine out of ten times I'll show you proof
    Tell it to you un-cut
    How it's 'suppossed to be
    Make sure I always keep you close to me
    Respect ya mama to the fullest
    She had you boy
    She tell you to do something
    Be glad to boy
    And ya sister too
    And the same for ya Grandmother
    When nobody else love ya
    Ya family want cha'
    Lil older --- you see what I mean
    Everybody want a piece of this American Dream
    Outlawz don't die we just spread the love
    Sometimes ya gotta go to war
    But it's better to love
    Outlawz don't die we just spread the love
    Sometimes ya gotta go to war
    But it's better to love


    CHORUS (2x)
    This is a letter to my son
    God forbid I die
    All the answers right here
    Neva ask 'em why
    Don't cry
    Neva let life past you by
    Even though you can't see me
    Son I'm by ya side


    YOUNG NOBLE
    On ya journey into manhood watch the signs
    And the only thing that don't stop is time
    And the only love that don't stop is mine
    Neva let nobody try to stop ya shine
    You was born to be a souljah
    So use ya brain
    Inherited from ya daddy
    Better use ya game
    You got nothin' to lose
    And everything to gain
    Son ya daddy write rhymes cause it deal with pain
    Still the fact remain
    That I love you to death
    And can't nothin' separate us
    Not even death
    Family first
    Everything else is second
    And ya uncle Pac told me how to sell these recordz
    Puttin' food on the table for my family to see
    When you grow up
    You try to be better then me
    Stay away from the law
    And the world is yours
    Want something -- go get it
    And you call it yours


    CHORUS (2x)
    This is a letter to my son
    God forbid I die
    All the answers right here
    Neva ask 'em why
    Don't cry
    Neva let life past you by
    Even though you can't see me
    Son I'm by ya side


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    Song: I Ride U Ride
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Uhh...
    Young Nobe how you do that shit?
    Imma show you how -- nigga


    We live for the rush
    Cock it and bust
    Who askin' for us
    Who giving a ****
    Down on yo luck
    Hand me down chucks
    Come around and get stucked
    ***** what?
    Sittin' ducks -- lift the cuffs
    Hit 'em up -- you gon' blitz
    Aye yo they got me peepin' the whole scene
    My throat clean
    Hold it in my jeans
    All in a dream
    Fiends get beat like -- Rodney King
    Brand new T.V won't cost a thing
    I tuck mine unda' here
    Won't floss a thing
    Oh you niggaz bad
    Dope sad and propped a lack joke wit my folks
    Have a toast with my folks
    Cause shit get hard
    You only got two choices
    Better listen to God
    Piss in the yard
    Imma dog tryna cleanse the block
    My man needed a hand
    So a lent a shot
    Snitchin' cop
    Who you think I'm talkin to nigga?
    We got souljahs with no problems talkin to nigga
    Darker the nigga
    Vision dearly departin' a nigga
    Homey life is what you make
    You can take it or leave it
    Break it or beat it
    Now how you gon' taste it and eat it
    Let's make it a secret and play it to keep it
    Vegas on a weekend
    Ride heated cause his nigs is creepin'
    My range decent
    Hidden by a longshot
    Niggaz in the game say it's over when the Lawz drop
    You ain't neva lied
    Niggaz neva tried to harm us
    We like piranhas
    In this world of drama
    Respect the karma


    CHORUS (2x)
    I Ride -- U Ride
    Nigga we all ride
    I'm High -- U High
    Nigga we all high
    I Try -- U Try
    Nigga we all try
    On the grind everyday tryna erase time


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Lit up a dust
    Kick up some dust
    Leave it to us
    Everything ain't even enough to even us up
    Leavin 'em slump
    I'm lyrically -- seekin' a crush
    Now you bleedin' for what
    High speedin' for what
    Eatin 'em up
    We swingin' the cut
    Do or thang then what
    Hell naw you can't swing wit us
    I rock this with strategist and polish this
    Obviously -- holy you'll see -- N-O-B-L-E
    But don't get it ****ed up
    Cause I'll cock the four
    The greatest rapper to ever live
    Was Pac Shakur
    Yall niggaz gotta be out cha mind
    This shit wouldn't be going on
    If the Don was alive
    But now it's our time
    And we gon' share light
    How come somethin' so wrong
    Feel oh so right
    It's like my days is my nights
    And my pain come to life
    And the change is the price for the rage in my heart
    On the stage in the dark
    Tryna find my way
    Ain't no time to play
    Either ride or lay


    CHORUS
    I Ride -- U Ride
    Nigga we all ride
    I'm High -- U High
    Nigga we all high
    I Try -- U Try
    Nigga we all try
    On the grind everyday tryna erase time

    I Ride -- U Ride
    Homey we all ride
    I'm High -- U High
    Homey we all high
    I Try -- U Try
    Homey we all try
    On the grind everyday tryna erase time

    I Ride -- U Ride
    Souljah we all ride
    I'm High -- U High
    Souljah we all high
    I Try -- U Try
    Souljah we all try
    On the grind everyday tryna erase time

    I Ride -- U Ride
    Killa we all ride
    I'm High -- U High
    Killa we all high
    I Try -- U Try
    Killa we all try
    On the grind everyday tryna erase time


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    Song: Over Again
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, E.D.I



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Aye yo is heaven got a ghetto then I'm chillin' with Yak
    And if heaven got a ghetto then I'm visiting Pac
    Cause the world down here
    So cold thru my eyes
    And my first piece of work got sold when I was 9
    And I didn't realize what I was doing was wrong
    Mom Duke was smoked out
    And my pop was gone
    I got a big brother Shawn
    I don't see him a lot
    Even though we fight yo
    I still love him a lot
    My uncle Carl just died
    And I couldn't even cry
    I couldn't even sleep
    Couldn't even get high
    My girl catch me 8 in the morning
    Sometimes writing rhymes
    Pain trapped inside
    Like I got something to hide
    It's enough to make a grown man cry
    When you gotta sit back
    And watch a grown man die
    The pot of gold ain't promised at the end
    But I'll do it all over if I had to again


    E.D.I & NOBLE (CHORUS)
    (cause I gave me all)
    And ain't nobody give me a damn thing
    I had to go out and get it mayne
    (get that dough)
    It ain't all about the money
    But ain't a damn thing funny when ya hungry
    (hard times come)
    But I ain't the one to run
    I stay in the trenches until the job is done
    (I will not fail)
    Aye yo I'm playing to win
    And if I had to I'll do it again


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Me and my mom at the same time doin' a little bid
    I was dumb keepin' coke in the crib
    I had to learn not to stash where you live
    But I was up makin' money from her friends
    I wanna live
    Cause back then we wasn't doing too good
    But I did what I could to get my mom out the hood
    I grew up in the ghetto
    But she raised me right
    Even though I was young
    Stayin' out all night
    Make some money on my own
    So I thought I was grown
    Hennessy kept me warm
    Imma sleep on the floor
    Believe in the Lord
    Better yet -- believe in yoself
    It might be nobody there when you need some help
    Hard times back then
    Made me stronger within
    And I'll do it all over if I had to again


    E.D.I & NOBLE (CHORUS)
    (cause I gave me all)
    And ain't nobody give me a damn thing
    I had to go out and get it mayne
    (get that dough)
    It ain't all about the money
    But ain't a damn thing funny when ya hungry
    (hard times come)
    But I ain't the one to run
    I stay in the trenches until the job is done
    (I will not fail)
    Aye yo I'm playing to win
    And if I had to I'll do it again


    YOUNG NOBLE
    I ask myself sometimes do I deserve all this
    I ask myself sometimes is it worth all this
    I ask myself sometimes do they feel my pain
    I ask myself sometimes is it really a game
    I ask myself sometimes is there a future in rap
    Some cats get jealous
    Wanna shoot me in my back
    I ask myself sometimes do I really got homies
    Will anybody care if I wasn't gettin' money
    I ask myself sometimes can I last in this
    I ask myself sometimes can I mash to this
    I ask myself sometimes can I do it again
    But that ain't even a question
    Imma souljah til the end
    (to the end)


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    Song: Baby Mama
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, Ed Bone



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Aye yo...
    I got a special kind of baby
    We don't go thru too much drama
    We always try to solve our problems
    Even though she like to argue
    And I sometimes I dont want to
    Damn --- everyday it be always somethin'
    I know she only mad
    Cause her stinkin' ass love me
    And lil Noble Justice ass look just like me
    Even when she fight me
    She really wanna kiss me
    Even when she despise me
    Her ass really miss me
    I ain't lying I be missing her too
    You had a good Baby Mama you'll be missing her too
    It ain't a thang you could say about her
    It ain't a day without her
    Forever we bonded --- uhh


    CHORUS
    Even though we argue to death
    Girl you know I still love ya to death
    My baby Mama
    Even though we might fuss and fight
    Best believe we gon' thug tonight
    My Baby Mama
    Even though I know I drive her crazy
    She happy that she had my baby
    My Baby Mama
    We both mad cause I broke the house
    We both mad cause we bonded for life


    YOUNG NOBLE
    She said I'm gettin' on her last nerve
    At it too can outlast hers
    And you can guess who get the last word -- uhh
    I let her get that
    My son know who daddy is
    I can remember when we ain't even had a kid
    And that's a terrible thought
    Some cats run from responsibility
    Caught by the courts
    But you judged by the court of the law
    She ain't got a father to hug
    And you ain't got a daughter to call
    If yo baby mama yo wife
    Or you got visitation rights
    You need to make it right
    It ain't ya life
    Dawg it's the child involved
    Get along
    No matter what that's gon' be ya baby moms
    If another nigga **** her
    You will not trust her
    But you still gotta love her
    Ya first baby mother
    I ain't break the roof
    Imma state the truth
    Everyday ain't fruits
    But we makin' it thru
    Come on...


    CHORUS
    Even though we argue to death
    Girl you know I still love ya to death
    My baby Mama
    Even though we might fuss and fight
    Best believe we gon' thug tonight
    My Baby Mama
    Even though I know I drive her crazy
    She happy that she had my baby
    My Baby Mama
    We both mad cause I broke the house
    We both mad cause we bonded for life


    ED BONE
    I might stay out late
    From stackin' all the money I make
    While them other *****es keepin' it fake
    You was keepin' it real
    With the young souljah out on the field
    Plus I understand the way that you feel
    You ****in' with me
    While them other *****es nuttin' to me
    I knew that you was coming with me
    It was no suprise
    When I met you and I looked in yo eyes
    You stopped ****in' with them other guyz
    It used to be some creep shit
    Til we got into some deep shit
    Said I got her pregnant
    Said that she was keepin' it
    I had her sprung
    Lil mama was young
    Neva thought that this time would come
    Now you the one
    Stickin' it out
    With or without
    Thru the bullshit workin' it out
    You be workin' yo mouth
    But you get the benefit of the doubt
    Any other ***** I'm kickin' her out
    For my baby mama


    CHORUS
    Even though we argue to death
    Girl you know I still love ya to death
    My baby Mama
    Even though we might fuss and fight
    Best believe we gon' thug tonight
    My Baby Mama
    Even though I know I drive her crazy
    She happy that she had my baby
    My Baby Mama
    We both mad cause I broke the house
    We both mad cause we bonded for life
    My Baby Mama


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    Song: Get Bac
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, Napoleon, E.D.I



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Win, lose, or draw
    We ain't finished with yall
    Bring the pressure down hard
    Is you feeling it dawg
    Outlawz mutha****as spread coast to coast
    You don't **** with Young Nobe'
    You suppose to know
    Don't get mad when you flop
    Like you suppose to flow
    Don't get mad cause I ****ed her
    So check ya hoe
    I neck the shows
    Death to whoever approach
    Matter fact we gettin' you
    And whoever was close
    Neva was broke
    Just neva had enough
    So Imma grind in the mud til my bank account flood
    You wanna be a thug nigga?
    Read a book!
    We need more smart souljahs
    We already crooks
    We ain't gotta do shit
    Cause yall already done it
    One mutha****in' album
    That's all it took
    We on a whole 'nutha level
    They hatin the fact
    You got a mutha****in' melon I been waitin' to crack
    I'm bringing it back
    Thug shit to bang in the club
    And you could feel it if you pimpin' nigga
    Crippin' or blood
    I'm hearin' a buzz
    Niggaz sayin' Nobe shit raw
    WestSide -- Outlaw
    Til they ride out yall


    CHORUS
    Oh Nobe is ya know Get Bac
    Outlaw comin' thru
    Nigga it's a fact
    One time for my Jerzey Mob
    Where you at?
    We ain't leavin' this *****
    Until we takin' a grip for Makaveli
    If you feel 'em Get Bac
    Hustlaz, Thugz in the place where the sratch
    One time for my Cali Mob
    Where you at?
    We ain't leavin' this *****
    Until we takin' a grip for Makaveli


    E.D.I
    Hurry-Hurry get yo dough some mo'
    EDI-i -- I'm not a new jack
    I own my throne
    Thug walk -- slick talk
    I **** up ya dome
    Get ahold of that dime piece
    And **** up ya home
    Once again it's on
    But naw I aint Cube
    Imma a N-I- Double G - A, real true
    Niggaz gettin' they ass kicked by grass flicks
    That faggat fa real
    Need to get his ass lynched
    It's two-thousand now
    It seems everybody 'bout they cash now
    Well get cha shit and get it quick
    Cause we comin' in abundance
    If you want it
    I could give it to you
    ****in' wit these niggaz
    We gon' dick a bunch of *****es for ya
    The rap game is great money
    And *****es for ya
    The dark side is hate
    They don't want you gettin' richer
    Stickin' to the plan
    It sho' is payin' off
    That crazy nigga'z busta gin
    You niggaz fakin' dawg
    It's a whole lotta yippin' and yappin'
    Stick to the rappin'
    Be smart let us do the click and the clappin'
    It's a whole lotta yippin' and yappin'
    Stick to the rappin'
    Be smart let us do the click and the clappin'


    CHORUS
    Oh Nobe is ya know Get Bac
    Outlaw comin' thru
    Nigga it's a fact
    One time for my Jerzey Mob
    Where you at?
    We ain't leavin' this *****
    Until we takin' a grip for Makaveli
    If you feel 'em Get Bac
    Hustlaz, Thugz in the place where the sratch
    One time for my South Side
    Where you at?
    We ain't leavin' this *****
    Until we takin' a grip for Makaveli


    NAPOLEON
    Nigga you don' stepped yo foot in some shit
    You punk *****
    I got war with you niggaz
    But I ain't dyin' like this
    If I run up on you cowards
    And yo pockets look fat
    I put my gat to yo ice
    And Imma melt it like that
    Street wise -- nigga street survive
    Throw on my life
    War game is my game
    And I'll prove it tonight
    It the blocks like the cops
    Make you punk niggaz drop
    Napoleon -- strength for the strong
    With my hands on the glock
    You shot what nigga? Hot what?
    Nigga shut yo mouth!
    Throw yo hands up and watch me knock you out
    Got a lot to prove
    Lot of shit to do
    Lotta gunz to pop
    And Imma pop 'em at you
    We're the last niggaz of the real niggaz
    One of the niggaz you can ply
    Try all yo life but you ain't gon' deal nigga
    And if you holdin' a grudge
    You gettin' budged
    You runnin' yo mouth
    I'll put ya dick in the mud
    Outlaw


    CHORUS
    Oh Nobe is ya know Get Bac
    Outlaw comin' thru
    Nigga it's a fact
    One time for my Jerzey Mob
    Where you at?
    We ain't leavin' this *****
    Until we takin' a grip for Makaveli
    If you feel 'em Get Bac
    Hustlaz, Thugz in the place where the sratch
    One time for my North Side
    Where you at?
    We ain't leavin' this *****
    Until we takin' a grip for Makaveli


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    Song: Raised As 1
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, Kamil, Jerzey Mob



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Aye yo...
    We all moved together
    Went to schook together
    Hold tools whenever
    Cool as ever
    Nast-New forever
    I choose the chedder
    **** these hoes
    Don't **** with Nobe
    I'm touchin' souls
    So **** parole
    These mutha****as better slow they roll
    Cause you can be touched
    Any given day you can be stucked
    Walkin' down the block mindin' ya biz
    No time for a bid
    Going wrong but got no time for a kid
    That nigga Nobe gettin' down for his
    Cause it's trippin' on a late night
    Count ya wish
    Picture me thuggin' on the block with clips
    Numb til I see the sun tryna knock off nicks
    My "Lil D" -- see he feelin' the same
    Aww hell Outlaw Recordz
    We killin' the game
    The homey Pac told me drill 'em with pain
    The homey Yak said spit at 'em with critical game
    Shit is the same
    Niggaz ain't changed since eighty-nine
    Many heads on the block
    But I made me mines
    A crazy time -- we livin' for this
    Don't nobody else care
    So we ain't giving a shit


    CHORUS
    Why snitches die old
    And souljahs die young
    We all born in the slum
    Don't be playin' with gunz
    Lil niggaz on the run
    Better Dayz'll come
    Young thugs all raised as 1
    Where we at?
    Why snitches die old
    And souljahs die young
    We all born in the slum
    Don't be playin' with gunz
    Lil niggaz on the run
    Better Dayz'll come
    Young thugs all raised as 1
    (raised as 1)


    KAMIL
    I put my nuts and my heart in this shit
    Them niggaz soften they jawz like a lil old *****
    I knew it
    He ran his mouth off
    And he ain't even do shit
    A real nigga wouldn't even spoken or took it in
    He coulda' got killed in here
    Doin' that dumb shit
    Ain't no love left this year
    I love gunz that steady spit with extra long clips
    A heavier clip that'll bury yo chest with


    LIL D
    Yo...
    Why snitches die old
    And souljahs die young
    Why do fake niggaz live
    And the real die by the gun
    That shit got my strung
    Ready to kill
    Noted fa' real
    Hit a nigga up and let's peal
    Hom' we gon' bomb on these ***** made niggaz
    Outlawz -- remember that we raise triggaz
    New Street -- I'm biggin' up the hood and shit
    We fightin' like brothers
    But it's all good and shit
    We stay strong
    Us thug niggaz gon' live long
    For them -- face three-eights aint it action teflon
    Killa Kash -- you know I can't forget you son
    We was raised around gunz
    Had a chance to blaze one
    C'mon nigga -- on the run gotta get myself
    And get money on my own
    I ain't gettin' no help
    We Outlawz


    CHORUS
    Why snitches die old
    And souljahs die young
    We all born in the slum
    Don't be playin' with gunz
    Lil niggaz on the run
    Better Dayz'll come
    Young thugs all raised as 1
    Where we at?
    Why snitches die old
    And souljahs die young
    We all born in the slum
    Don't be playin' with gunz
    Lil niggaz on the run
    Better Dayz'll come
    Young thugs all raised as 1
    (raised as 1)


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    Song: Don't Know
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, Nuttso



    YOUNG NOBLE
    Noble Justice...
    For the future
    Yeah --- This Outlaw Lifestyle

    Aye yo...
    I live life like a young nigga born in corruption
    God made me famous for my pain and suffering
    Or maybe that aint even the case
    You gotta watch -- what you wish for dawg
    It might blow up in ya face
    Feeling like Young Nobe' in a race
    Life is like rolling the Ace
    And I don't even like showing my face
    Cause mutha****as get the wrong impression
    I ain't a rapper dawg
    This just how I make my living
    It ain't no telling where I'm supposed to be
    If Makaveli hadn't chosen me
    To til Outlaw royalty
    The game won't spoil me
    I keep dirt in my nails
    And won't knock you if you work at the Shell
    At least a mutha****a got a job
    That's ya problem there
    Knockin' the next man for tryna get theirs
    You betta try to get yours
    Cause time is hard
    And don't ask about the Lawz
    Cause we grinding hard
    Come on...


    CHORUS
    We don't -- know which way to go
    When ya ask 'em
    Don't nobody seem to know
    Either the right or you down the wrong road
    But I don't eat, don't sleep, don't
    We don't -- know which way to go
    When ya ask 'em
    Don't nobody seem to know
    Either the right or you down the wrong road
    But I don't eat, don't sleep, don't
    We don't know


    YOUNG NOBLE
    I thought you niggaz said you want chips
    (ya life is ya own)
    I ain't tryna bump fa' shit
    I'm tryna stack it for my grand kids
    Handle ya biz
    And get it how it come
    And seeing is believing
    Yall blind as ****
    Til some niggaz in ya living room tyin' ya up
    For a couple of bucks
    You been oweing for months
    Let it pile up
    It all coming down at once
    On ya shoulders while you standing up
    Add it up
    That probably mean you gon' fall dawg
    All my niggaz tatted up
    They call us the OUTLAWZ
    And that means we the family by any means
    I ratha' sell CD's then work at Micky D's
    I can't knock that
    I love a Big Mac
    And everybody don't know how to rap
    So if you got a little hustle
    Or got a little talent
    You better get it cracking
    Don't be scared of the challenge
    Come on...


    CHORUS
    We don't -- know which way to go
    When ya ask 'em
    Don't nobody seem to know
    Either the right or you down the wrong road
    But I don't eat, don't sleep, don't
    We don't -- know which way to go
    When ya ask 'em
    Don't nobody seem to know
    Either the right or you down the wrong road
    But I don't eat, don't sleep, don't
    We don't know


    NUTTSO
    Picture my life
    (ya life is ya own)
    Droppin' to my toes
    Ran to the curb
    Sniffin' coke thru my nose
    Hell naw
    Can't go out like that
    Before I do
    Run up in the bank and hit the big sack
    But on the other hand
    I'm still stuck in the streets
    Murder -- hustle -- fa' bread so my girls could eat
    Ain't no soul finna stand in my way
    From this money -- or for this
    'Fore-Fore slug nose tucked in my waist
    This fast lane got me driven to the,
    Point of nervousness
    Got me drawin' down pistols on innocent nurses
    It's pure ghetto
    And my reaction is blast fully
    On the nearest mutha****a standing close in the Hoody
    I'm paranoid
    But the money is flowing steady
    Coppin' anything I dream
    Pushin' this shit heavy
    I was stackin' til I was crackin' a ceiling
    With loot -- and proof
    And now a nigga crackin' the roof
    It's my thang


    CHORUS
    We don't -- know which way to go
    When ya ask 'em
    Don't nobody seem to know
    Either the right or you down the wrong road
    But I don't eat, don't sleep, don't
    We don't -- know which way to go
    When ya ask 'em
    Don't nobody seem to know
    Either the right or you down the wrong road
    But I don't eat, don't sleep, don't
    We don't know

    Ya life is ya own...


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    Song: Your World
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, Baby Girle


    CHORUS
    It's for my homeboyz
    And my homegirlz
    Do ya thang lil mama
    This is yo world
    It's for my homeboyz
    And my homegirlz
    Do ya thang lil daddy
    This is yo world


    BABY GIRLE
    They say Baby Girle off the hook
    Good lookz -- bring bookz
    Look at all yall shook
    And I ain't even reached High School yet
    Already sayin' Baby Girle a true vet
    True to this
    Throwin' bows like Ludacris
    Turn it up
    You probably like "yo who is this?"
    Baby Girle say my name right
    Spit the game tight
    Like Allen I. -- I'm likely to score 50 any given night
    Anything you could do
    I could do better
    They sayin' Baby Girle cold
    Wear a sweater
    And though I'm 10 years old
    I'm gettin' better
    They say I'm 10 years cold
    Known to change weather


    CHORUS (2x)
    It's for my homeboyz
    And my homegirlz
    Do ya thang lil mama
    This is yo world
    It's for my homeboyz
    And my homegirlz
    Do ya thang lil daddy
    This is yo world


    BABY GILRE
    Dreams come true
    Better aim for the sky
    But when I come thru put ya hands in the sky
    Make room for the new Tiger Woods of rap
    Make room for ya Baby Girle movin 'em back
    Young and smart
    Hip-Hop -- love the art
    Ya know Baby Girle
    We rockin' this from the start
    Ya know Baby Girle headin' for the top of the charts
    Ya know ya whole town'll come
    I'll do a show in yo park
    Come on


    CHORUS (2x)
    It's for my homeboyz
    And my homegirlz
    Do ya thang lil mama
    This is yo world
    It's for my homeboyz
    And my homegirlz
    Do ya thang lil daddy
    This is yo world


    YOUNG NOBLE
    This for my homeboyz
    And my homegirlz
    Young Noble Outlaw
    And Baby Girle
    If you ain't know about her dawg
    Ya know her now
    Get ready cause the Lawz bout to put her out
    Outlaw Recordz
    This what Pac wanted
    We headed straight to the top
    You can't stop it
    Watch this homey -- you could write a book about it
    Can you imagine how the rap game would be without us
    I know you hate to see the Lawz with this kind of status
    You can't wait to see the Baby with a million dollaz
    She representin' for them young girlz everywhere
    For the streetz
    We got Outlawz everywhere
    From the baddest little kids
    To the grown folks
    We let cha get yo lil' shine
    Now it's our turn
    Baby Girle and the Young N-O-B-L-E
    WorldWide -- throw the dub if ya ridin' wit me


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    Song: Enough 2 Make
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, Kastro, EDI, Napoleon



    KASTRO
    Enough to make a grown man cry


    All ya life
    All you wanted to be
    Was somebody
    With a college degree
    Swore up and down that you ain't need me
    I used to tell you all the time that it ain't easy
    And --- Puppy love was all we had in the past
    Now you a lady and you full of pizzazz
    Tell me that I'm crazy
    And that life won't last
    And you might have been right
    I'm still chasin' yo ass
    I chose a life of bright lights in the fast lane
    Outta the gutta all I wanted was to have thangs
    And I can have you
    And you can have me
    Maybe a baby or two
    Raise a family
    But -- you had other plans for life that better suited you
    Found you a man that you love and that's beautiful
    And it hurt me to death
    No I can't lie
    But I'm a grown man
    Still I wanna cry


    NAPOLEON
    Baby girl I appreciate how you rode
    You stay down when my pockets start to reach low
    And when they started to grow
    You wasn't trippin on no dough -- you know
    You even told me how to make love with the lights off
    I did you right -- It's so wrong
    We went through hell together but you still stay strong
    When my grandma died I put my head on yo shoulder
    When I cry -- you reply let it out you's a soldier
    And yo pops a punk
    He took the first bus and jetted
    Left a pretty precious girl behind
    He gon' regret it
    I ain't yo mami -- yo papi
    But I'll do you just like daddy
    Just ride or die wit me and I promise you stay happy
    We spent bills together
    Neva done pills together
    But we both got drunk of Tequil' together
    I made a promise to you
    That Imma slow down on the road
    And stop gettin' drunk everyday -- actin a fool
    And now we havin a baby
    Oh it's gon' be a lil Mu
    Lil man, lil G
    He 'bout to ride to work wit me
    Hit me hard
    You think that I ain't speakin' the wise
    But it's enough to make a grown man cry


    CHORUS
    Let me make a deal wit you
    Be real wit you
    Look at me in my eye
    If you wanted me to die I would try
    (it's enough to make a grown man cry)
    I been waitin for you all my life
    You all I like
    Picture what it would be
    (what it would be)
    You would be here next to me
    I swear that's all that I would need...
    (it's enough to make a grown man cry)


    E.D.I
    Black pearl grew up in this hellish world
    Full of confidence and spunk
    It ain't shit you could tell this girl
    All about her chips -- hustle harder than niggaz
    Bubble hearted wit figgas -- get the trouble started quick
    Ever since she was a young'n she was always into somethin'
    And when she got over
    Drama was always on her shoulder
    I guess being that alive
    She had a lot of resemblance
    God brought us both together to be eachother's protection
    And I ain't mad at him
    As matter fact daily I get at him
    And thank him for sendin' you to me lady
    Truly a gift from up above
    You and me nobody stoppin us
    So when we together
    They all watchin us
    And I feel no pity for them suckas that didn't want ya
    Cause nowadays even some women want ya
    Fine as you wanna be
    And you belong to me
    My everything
    For eternity
    Now sing with me now


    CHORUS
    Let me make a deal wit you
    Be real wit you
    Look at me in my eye
    If you wanted me to die I would try
    (it's enough to make a grown man cry)
    I been waitin for you all my life
    You all I like
    Picture what it would be
    (what it would be)
    You would be here next to me
    I swear that's all that I would need...
    (it's enough to make a grown man cry)


    YOUNG NOBLE
    It's just another day
    Another day around the way
    Pay attention -- to this story 'bout this girl named May
    She been livin' on my block for like 2 years now
    Here's how it went down
    She was a good girl
    Raised in the Decatur
    She never even been to the city
    It was easy to persuade her
    I used to see her walkin to the store but she never spoke
    So sometimes all the homies had jokes
    But she was shy
    Only for a minute
    Got introduced to the drugs
    Baby girl start trippin
    Baby girl started strippin
    She all turned out
    Trust me
    Jerzey real different than down south
    Now all the homies on the block in and out of her house
    They all found out she get down -- no doubt
    She was a black angel
    Now she all messed up
    Show her a little cocaine and she give the sex up
    Through the lust and the blunts
    Another little problem
    Some of them brothas wasn't usin' condoms
    May wanna play
    She gonna deal wit AIDS
    But meanwhile -- May gotta baby on the way
    And she don't even know who the father is
    Her best friend cocaine
    She don't want no kids
    So she smoke -- and smoke
    And got what she wanted
    A beautiful black baby boy died in her stomach all for nothin'


    CHORUS (2x)
    Let me make a deal wit you
    Be real wit you
    Look at me in my eye
    If you wanted me to die I would try
    (it's enough to make a grown man cry)
    I been waitin for you all my life
    You all I like
    Picture what it would be
    (what it would be)
    You would be here next to me
    I swear that's all that I would need...
    (it's enough to make a grown man cry)


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    Song: Don't Cry
    Album: Noble Justice
    Artist: Young Noble, E.D.I, Napoleon



    YOUNG NOBLE
    When I die don't say nothin'
    Cause yall ain't neva loved me
    If you say you did -- you frontin'
    Heard you wanted to slug me
    God hate ugly
    But only God can judge me
    Trust me -- all that fake thug love shit disgust me
    Sometimes I wish these mutha****as hurry up and bust me
    Sippin' mad Henny
    Rollin' my ashes in a dutchy
    The world sayin' **** me
    Well **** you too
    If it ain't no love for me
    Ain't no love for you
    Mama always told me
    These mutha****as ain't shit
    They gone when you broke
    But they there when you rich
    The fact is this
    You need to handle ya own business
    Stop ridin' all on my dick
    Nowadays -- ya family be the worst ****in' ones
    It seem like to them money thicker then blood
    Show me some love
    A young thug need some too
    Wonda' why my young souljahs walkin' around all evil
    Cause nobody give a **** if we die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)
    Cause nobody give a **** if we die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)

    Yo....

    So if we die do the same for us
    Shed no tears
    Been Outlaw -- thug livin' in this game for years
    None of yall care if we was to die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)
    So if we die do the same for us
    Shed no tears
    Been Outlaw -- thug livin' in this game for years
    None of yall care if we was to die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)

    Yo...
    I live my life righteously
    According to the thug laws
    A young souljah
    Young Noble Outlaw
    Is my niggaz down to die for me?
    (Yayy Yayyyie)
    God niggaz showin' love from dirty Jerz til the Bay
    But got mutha****az hatin' from New York to L.A
    But it all come with the came you choose to play
    Playin' tapes out the blockbuster
    Or gettin' chases by the cops cause you a block hustla
    Ride or Die
    I got my eyes on the big picture
    If we on the same page
    Nigga I'll stick wit cha
    But if we ain't
    You on some bullshit
    I'll get wit cha
    I owe you somethin'?
    How you figure?
    I'm a MADE NIGGA
    Get the finger
    So respect this if you don't respect yaself
    Cause I'm a souljah
    Everyday I test myself
    You gotta give it if you want it (huh)
    And my mistake is the respect and you want it (huh)
    You gotta take it
    When I die mutha****a
    Don't shed na'l tear
    If you ain't show me na'l bit of love when I was here
    I swear -- that's why we have gangs and brotha's
    They'll rather see us die
    Then tell us they love us
    **** 'em!

    So if we die do the same for us
    Shed no tears
    Been Outlaw -- thug livin' in this game for years
    None of yall care if we was to die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)
    So if we die do the same for us
    Shed no tears
    Been Outlaw -- thug livin' in this game for years
    None of yall care if we was to die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)


    E.D.I
    No time for waitin'
    Times are wastin'
    The clock ticks quicker nigga
    Go on and get it nigga
    Strapped -- but these words'll start
    My deadly mission depart
    From baby kitchen
    While she *****in' -- I'm already gone
    I ain't bullshittin'
    Me and my niggaz gotta reach the top
    Go head and complain ***** cause the game don't stop
    And the world keeps spinning
    And everybody in it
    Keeps spinning with it
    Wishing for seven digits
    You plan to pay heaven a visit
    But right there
    That's a contradiction
    Cause if you see them gates you ain't visiting -- uhh
    You there to stay
    No time to tell ya baby girl to wipe those tears away -- tears away
    Here today and gone tomarrow
    They mourn yo ass in sorrow
    Yo legacy'll follow
    Ya peoples is left hallow
    Yeah I know
    That's how the game go
    Fa sho'


    NAPOLEON
    I woke up in the morning ta' death
    Hallow from right to my left
    Confusion since
    When I go just lay my Tek on my chest
    And stress ain't shit
    In a ordinary day for my clique
    And twisted love with the wrong *****
    So **** yall and yall relationship
    This my life and I'm livin' it
    From the fake friends and *****es
    From the fake smiles and kisses
    This real love and it's business shit
    Do you dig this and my problem
    Never see you cause you see thru
    I'm absolute -- 100 percent -- thugged out with a ridahs permit
    To the overdose -- I'm doing it
    On my mama I ain't knew this
    And true this
    Got caught up doin' the wrong things, so truest
    Put ya money where ya heart is
    Damn you ain't got no money or no heart
    So of course you shut down from the start
    Why the **** you smile in my face
    When I'm in pain why you cry
    You scream Mu nigga I feel you
    But no that's a lie
    So don't cry nigga
    And don't cry nigga
    Ride on mutha****a -- Outlaw


    YOUNG NOBLE
    So if we die do the same for us
    Shed no tears
    Been Outlaw -- thug livin' in this game for years
    None of yall care if we was to die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)

    So if we die do the same for us
    Shed no tears
    Been Outlaw -- thug livin' in this game for years
    None of yall care if we was to die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)

    So if we die do the same for us
    Shed no tears
    Been Outlaw -- thug livin' in this game for years
    None of yall care if we was to die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)

    So if we die do the same for us
    Shed no tears
    Been Outlaw -- thug livin' in this game for years
    None of yall care if we was to die tonight
    So when we die don't cry aiight (aiiight)


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    Song: Rize
    Album: Novakane
    Artist: E.D.I, Kastro, Young Noble, Big Syke


    E.D.I
    But we the last mutha****az breathin'
    You don't believe us then watch us ya tuned in
    To them Outlaw ridaz
    Block survivors
    Killa Kadafi beside us
    Reppin' that thug shit until they bury or hide us
    Tellin' all of my street souljah's to rise up
    From East to West Coast
    Yo don't let 'em stop ya
    It's a cold, hard way we livin'
    Can't out just me, and live to smoke a little
    Watch my children grow a little
    Get this money, escape the prison
    My jail niggaz doin' time I feel ya pain
    Get out and rise
    It ain't nothin' but a come up
    Outlaw Recordz it's official
    Street niggaz gettin' this money legal
    We all in together now
    Ballin' together now
    Secretz of war young busta
    You better learn about
    Bust, if you must, plus
    Give them the business when the jealous niggaz **** with us


    KASTRO (Chorus)
    We was taught, at all costs hold down fort
    And let the Lord be the judge in this all out court
    Where money, power, gunz is boss
    And countin' big funds is the favorite sport
    We must rise
    Maximize our size
    Look alive, be advised it's a war outside
    It's like dodge city
    Not pretty
    But don't nobody notice it really you feel me
    We must rise


    NAPOLEON
    Pause nigga 'fore these shells fall with ya
    'Bout to four fifth ya
    Still don't get the picture
    Thuggin' on 'em actin sleep
    But I'm plottin on 'em
    This little bitty bullet will make his body turn rotten on 'em
    Sick them rottweiler's on him
    Then snatch dem dollaz from him
    Bling bling that punk nigga
    Take them diamonds from him
    Never had no love for him, nigga we solo
    Passin' out bullets like they polo
    Oh no...
    Outlawz comin through
    Nothin but trouble too
    We still do the shit that 'Pac used to do
    Who would of knew, that I'd be pointin' guns at you
    Takin' funds from you, makin fun at you
    Busta...
    Ain't nothin but a Jersey ride nigga
    Have my fanny so white, enough to sniff lines nigga
    Napoleon, a.k.a Maximus
    My plans for this
    Is rise up
    Stack chips
    Nigga rise


    KASTRO (Chorus)
    We was taught, at all costs hold down fort
    And let the Lord be the judge in this all out court
    Where money, power, gunz is boss
    And countin' big funds is the favorite sport
    We must rise
    Maximize our size
    Look alive, be advised it's a war outside
    It's like dodge city
    Not pretty
    But don't nobody notice it really you feel me
    We must rise


    YOUNG NOBLE
    Addicted to adrenaline rush
    That the streets give off
    From 5-0 when the heat bust off
    And our pain aint the same cuz I mastered mine
    And every game ain't the same gotta change with the times
    And get left behind, blessed by God
    The judge tryin' to stretch the charge
    Young niggaz gotta rise up **** the narcs
    Mutha****az can't take orders
    You ain't a souljah nigga don't blame Noble
    It's the life of ya kid 25 to life bid
    Four five to wig, dyin tryin' to live
    The streets is a restin' place and yesterday
    And nigga ain't no such thing as extra pay
    So give me mine today
    And get yours tomorrow
    Nigga 'Pac left the Thug Life love to follow
    And I'm O-U-T loyal 'til my casket drop
    Hustle hard so it's hard for the cash to stop
    We must rise


    BIG SYKE
    Makaveli, Kadafi --- Mento, Big Kato
    Only ridaz in this day that's killin willin and able
    Gang related incorporated, you can't fade it
    Haters gotta hate and ridaz glad that we made it
    Make it take it to the next level
    Now change the game, **** the fame
    Bang nuts scrape 'em to hang
    It ain't no thang to rise above the rest
    Pass any test
    You mention Thug Life you mention the best
    So invest in a vest
    Come bang with the best
    The sunrise in the East but my set in the West
    Still risin for my nigga Stretch
    Keep a tech
    My paper stay risin whether cash or check
    Outlaw nigga


    KASTRO (Chorus)
    At all costs hold down fort
    And let the Lord be the judge in this all out court
    Where money, power, gunz is boss
    And countin' big funds is the favorite sport
    We must rise
    Maximize our size
    Look alive, be advised it's a war outside
    It's like dodge city
    Not pretty
    But don't nobody notice it really you feel me
    We must rise


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