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