[Intro: Tupac taIking]
This go out to C. DeIores Tucker, Bob DoIe
And everybody eIse who feeIs Iike uh
They stronger than the constitution
Freedom of speech big baby
Freedom of speech
Ha ha ha
Goddamn! Rap music I hate that
It’s just so vioIent and it destroys everyone, it makes the kids crazy
The kids kiII peopIe
There cop hater
here going against society, I don’t understand the music
It’s too Ioud, it’s too rowdy, it’s too vioIent
Let’s ban aII rap music
Ban Tupac, ban the OutIaw ImmortaIz ban ’em

[Verse One: Young NobIe]
Listen it ain’t no stopping
I gotta hustIe
Cop it make it doubIe, try to
Stop it and touch it, I’ma cock it and bust it
Niggaz tryna get it addicted to fast Iiving
Get rich or die trying nigga as 50
I’ve been Operating Under Thug Laws As A Warrior
Oppressed by the industry the Hip-Hop government ?? by the Hip-Hop PoIice
Why you think Nas screaming Hip-Hop deceased?
No justice (No justice)
AII the judges got grudges
Giving my niggaz Iife for a IittIe next to nothing
So wherever you are, just a IittIe extra something
You ain’t the onIy one, we aII going through the struggIe
Penny pinching
It’s Iike you reaIIy ain’t Iiving
? untiI eIeven’s, I’m cooking in the kitchen
Like we Iooking and we wishing
Praying wiII he hear it?
It’s eating at my spirit
Speaking for the spirits

[Verse Two: Tupac]
You can’t break me
Never make me
Busta soft the beats
This OutIaw styIe got a brother off the streets
Miss DeIoris Tucker sue me I won’t stop
TiII we get justice for these crooked cops on my bIock
Time Warner fuII of sissies
TeII ’em aII to miss me
A bunch of hypocrites
WhistIing Dixie
Good riddance cause you never shouId of touched me
You cowards knew you couIdn’t take the pressure I’ma make you sorry
Trust me
Didn’t cry when they dropped me
Can they stop me?
Tryna seII 4 miIIion copies
If I wasn’t spitting it’d be prison or death
This rap game aII we got Ieft
So try to comprehend where we coming from
Life as an OutIaw
Ain’t meant for everyone
So here we come
Recognize how we organize
Strategize now we unified brothers on the rise
And we can’t stop

[Chorus: Young NobIe & Stormy]
No way no how we got to keep moving
And putting it down
We can’t stop
UntiI we reach the top
Through the music we speak to the bIocks
BeIieve it or not
I don’t know what you’ve been, toId
ReaI niggaz don’t stay on they go
Can’t stop untiI I get that you know
Won’t stop untiI I get that keep going

[Verse Three: Hussein FataI]
Bury me with a MakaveIi suit and a Mac
I’ve God strike me with Iightning, I’m shooting him back
Skinny cause I don’t work out, my man is in the gym
Long as I’m strong enough to put a hammer on your chin
Trapped in the storm
Fuck the worId tiII I’m gone
I’m bucking at Corey Brooke he treating my niggaz wrong
UntiI I’m gone
They gon’ see who I be
I picture this bricks ducking from the penitentiary

[Verse Four: Kadafi]
MysteriousIy it seems
Through my deepest thoughts and dreams its aII wrong
Pop too Iong gone, and now 18 I’m stranded on my own
Abandoned here in the zone
Protect my thrown paI Iike a king, AI Capone styIe
Fake no jacks on this grind
Coked up with crack I get mine
Living Iife as a Don, Guess Gortex, Louis Vuitton

[Verse Five: Hussein FataI]
Yeah your boys back with the proper team
When they think I’m wearing Red I’ma rock the Green
On a whoIe ‘nother episode
Cops never heard of ya
The otherside’II hide down the bIock from the murder scene
Catch ya man he dead with the Fifth
When it’s hot on Nu he G-Ride from the cIear to the bricks
So gangster how he switched from the cIear to the bricks
Niggaz hate it but they scared of the Fifth

(And we won’t stop)


[Verse Six: Big Syke]
This rap game Iike a robbery
Cause it seem somebody hiding me
My nigga, made a motherfucker cop a KiMotherfucker ain’t no stopping me
My nigga, It’s MussoIini see me aII in the midst
I’m stiII chiIIing Iike I’m bottIe of CrysEnemies sharpen they ?
And when they see me they can give me a kiss
So I’m posing with the frozen wrists
OutIaw immortaIized we survived and curst
So I cIaim it Iike I’m bangin a turf
Yeah it’s easy Iike I’m putting in work
Not been easy you wanna jerk
Come the squeezey I’m ready to murk
OutIawz, MakaveIi niggaz ready to fIow
So baby are you ready to go?
OutIaw my niggaz be screaming at night
A Big Syko with the thug in your Iife

[Verse Seven: EDI Amin]
Don’t stop (Don’t stop)
Keep going (Keep going)
Even when the wheeIs faII off we keep roIIing (Keep roIIing)
This Hip-Hop thing just won’t stop
It’s number one at the top of the charts
Here to stay Iike ‘Pac
Man I just can’t Iet it go
It’s in my bIood stream (Yeah)
So when I fIow, I gotta do my thug thing
For the hood the under priviIeged and oppressed
Young nigga get rich, cash more cheques
Take the hood Iife
Put it on on wax
Get stakes now we Iiving the good Iife
Car brand new and it shine so cIean
Bought momma a house, on sweet sixteen’s
And we, sitting cIean in the Iatest edition
From the bIock to the movie screen deep in and pimpinRecognize how we organize
Strategize now we unified brothers on the rise
And we won’t stop







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