Immortal

[Intro: Makaveli] Hmmhmm Outlaw Immortalz, biatch Syke, Big muthafuckin' Syke A.k.a. Mussolini (Outlaw Immortalz) Yaki Kadafi up in this biatch Fatal, Komani (Outlaw Immortalz) And 2Pac Makaveli Outlaw Immortalz You know how we do this shit nigga [Verse 1: Makaveli] Give me my money in stacks, and lace my bitches with dime figures Real niggas fingers on nickel plated 9 triggers Must see my enemies defeated, I catch 'em while they coked up and weeded Open fire, now them niggas bleedin' Give me my lyrics full of fury, and make every line shine like jewelry Indicting niggas like the grand jury Make 'em regret the day they met me, the playa hatin' niggas resent me 'Cause all they tricks is in a rush to sex me But I've been heavy in this game since seventy one The world ain't ready for my mom duke celebrity son But now they ass out, my shits so lethal making jealous niggas pass out To all my people who love the music on my last album I must assure you this is better get ya cash out Outlaw Immortal play the bitch and get your ass tossed Run up in motherfuckas spots like I'm task force Niggas is hoppin, but they ain't, jumpin' 'cause they petrified You can hold my cassette up and best believe it'll get you high (yeah nigga) To all the playas on tha westside We still be ballin' on these bitches when the rest die Trying to maintain while these pussy niggas jockin' me Attempt to copy me, they operatin' sloppily, there ain't no stoppin' me I'm lost in the zone, suspicious 'cause the war's on I gotta strategy, non cypher emphatically, my politics is bomb first Go on cursed, tradin' war stories, seein' who went wrong first Run with the brothers that love me, the ones that pull for me Life got so many rewards nigga Outlaw Immortalz! [Verse 2: Fatal-n-Felony] [Felony] Your whole town be shaky Don't you know the coke got flaky Heard about me lately Ain't no jails can straight me [Fatal] Eh yo my nines up Got my startin' line up Nigga just get your rhymes up It's murderin' time up [Felony] Little cap kick back and relax And ask who wanna fuck her? Grab my pilla Come down soon as a muthafucka busha [Fatal] What the fuck, what you nervous? The first time you heard us Thinkin' of murderous verbs, that try to serve us To all y'all niggas from the block That Fatal and Fel is on some West coast shit with 'Pac But you got that shit twisted, like I'ma twist your body Half sippin' Notty, then cock my shotty These pellets hit, spittin' like cobra venom Murderous game, I contain, I can off cold and fill him [Felony] Fatal and Felony will shine Like diamonds and nickel nines Corrupted cripplin' spines When I creep up from behind You silly barrel or get trampled nigga what While these young thugs be leavin' shambles, in muthafuckas guts [Fatal] Niggas know the cut he must of been peelin', crazy or just dest To get on or hit up, In his muthafuckin' chest When I come around creepin', through your itty bitty checks In his eyes, and peep out the suspect Outlaw Immortal [Verse 3: E.D.I.] Check it, uh listen, come on Outlaw Immortal, when this tussle, is on my [?] muscle Off in this hustle, bustle, niggas be actin' tryin' to dust you But fuck you, I ain't feelin' to be, laid, sprayed, and dead for days Body partly decayed, a fuckin' dumpster as my grave Can't find my body, so my casket had to be left empty Don't even tempt me, had these niggas halved off in a fuckin' hefty Still I done change, since I first to came A lil' ridah, [?] you never knew, you never knew about this fuckin' game But now my folks say I'm corrupted So fuck it, I rather get lost, in this fuck shit, and [?] for my fuckin' dodgin' Youngin' and thuggin' and that don't change even as I get older I just get a little bit colder, stay a soldier while these niggas fold 'em Throw up on stage never, still ready for whatever Enjoyin' these sins of pleasure, Outlaw for fuckin' ever Nigga [Verse 4: Big Syke] Outlaw It's confirmed from the [?] concrete No scapegoat, thug savage when my sweepers sweep So rugged relentless, street royal relic Crackin' hammers on domes, on bustas and rejects Victors and violence, violations so vigorous I know you real thugs feel this An Ingle-Watts ledger, they ain't a legacy lost You screamin' nation in my hood, got a Glock in my draws This differ me from incarceration, in-fested with impurities And at it with times, with police and activities Cowards constantly cross a killers course Corrupt to the core, confounded, no remorse My territories in turmoil, my source full of terrorism The terrain is insane, so for all my criticism Engaged in the illest episode of evolution Locked in a criminal institution I'm a Outlaw Immortal