Outlaws
Cross-body aquamarine
Like the virgin weeping at the murder scene
You hide away safe in your greed
Only a coward dies so immersed in grief
We were traumatized at an early age
Saw our mommas cry which provoked our rage
Thinking homicide someone's gotta pay
Seeing the devil's shadow on a hollow grave
I want statues built while we're still alive
Why immortalize only when you die?
Army mobilized I'm revoking ties if they only side with the winning side
This is do or die like a coup d'etat in this evil world I'm the outlaw
Where truth is murdered no justice lives if wrong is right I'm a southpaw
I got the dice
Imma throw
Load up the keys
I'm on the road
You know my steez
This ain't a show
Swat em like fleas
I'm with the...
See what they don't show
Fly overseas just to get low
I'm with the outlaws
We gon' pull up with Ghost in a ghost
Standing on the corner when the cops arrive
In America where you'll probably die
Over pharmaceuticals re-prescribed
Treating trauma victims with the reefer high
So many George Floyd's were never recorded
Countless murders unreported
Crooks and burglars in suit and tie
Since their record's clean they'll get appointed
Over money schemes they'll ruin lives
Then they wonder why they can't sleep
A prophet's unwelcome if profit is seldom
They pray for a piece when they should pray for peace
There's blood on the streets of innocent kids
Hustling to eat and pay where they live
You want to preach without seeing sin
But the way of the world is dark and grim
Land of the beast I'm calling the troops
Hand off the Bible I swear to the truth
Don't care bout a title pride's for the fool
Wave like a tidal wetting your crews/cruise
Hail Mary full of grace
I know you see the pain on my face
It's hard to believe the life that we've made
When we were headed for an early grave
I say "we" for all of the tortured souls
Porcelain and gold in stories untold
Closing my eyes it starts to unfold... the future
I got the dice
Imma throw
Load up the keys
I'm on the road
You know my steez
This ain't a show
Swat em like fleas
I'm with the...
See what they don't show
Fly overseas just to get low
I'm with the outlaws
We gon' pull up with Ghost in a ghost
Like the virgin weeping at the murder scene
You hide away safe in your greed
Only a coward dies so immersed in grief
We were traumatized at an early age
Saw our mommas cry which provoked our rage
Thinking homicide someone's gotta pay
Seeing the devil's shadow on a hollow grave
I want statues built while we're still alive
Why immortalize only when you die?
Army mobilized I'm revoking ties if they only side with the winning side
This is do or die like a coup d'etat in this evil world I'm the outlaw
Where truth is murdered no justice lives if wrong is right I'm a southpaw
I got the dice
Imma throw
Load up the keys
I'm on the road
You know my steez
This ain't a show
Swat em like fleas
I'm with the...
See what they don't show
Fly overseas just to get low
I'm with the outlaws
We gon' pull up with Ghost in a ghost
Standing on the corner when the cops arrive
In America where you'll probably die
Over pharmaceuticals re-prescribed
Treating trauma victims with the reefer high
So many George Floyd's were never recorded
Countless murders unreported
Crooks and burglars in suit and tie
Since their record's clean they'll get appointed
Over money schemes they'll ruin lives
Then they wonder why they can't sleep
A prophet's unwelcome if profit is seldom
They pray for a piece when they should pray for peace
There's blood on the streets of innocent kids
Hustling to eat and pay where they live
You want to preach without seeing sin
But the way of the world is dark and grim
Land of the beast I'm calling the troops
Hand off the Bible I swear to the truth
Don't care bout a title pride's for the fool
Wave like a tidal wetting your crews/cruise
Hail Mary full of grace
I know you see the pain on my face
It's hard to believe the life that we've made
When we were headed for an early grave
I say "we" for all of the tortured souls
Porcelain and gold in stories untold
Closing my eyes it starts to unfold... the future
I got the dice
Imma throw
Load up the keys
I'm on the road
You know my steez
This ain't a show
Swat em like fleas
I'm with the...
See what they don't show
Fly overseas just to get low
I'm with the outlaws
We gon' pull up with Ghost in a ghost
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Poyerd
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