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From the Bottom
2Pac & Outlawz
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Okay, we bout to do this shit again
Hit a couple niggas up again, let's do it
Dangerous music, like some old Too $hort
Puffin on a Newport, ridin with the roof off
Excellence, all in your presence
My exes still reppin, even after I'm gone
Short tempered, but my patience is long
Ain't rushin to get money, we been waitin this long
Still eatin this long, it's E.D.I. a.k.a. Edi Don
You bout to see me every time your TV on
With my Adidas on, laced up, boppers in the grey truck
You know how we like it mayne, the opposite of face up
Livin life high speed, high grade weed in me
High octane gasoline in the V twizzy
Young Noble and Dizzadee with me
Bout a couple hundred G's with me, you know we gettin busy
Came from the bottom, just to make it from the bottom
Got my eyes on the top spot, now do we got 'em
Money comin like they think we hit the lotto
This a hard act to follow, we gon' lead, they can follow
In the present, like it's really no tomorrow
Goin hard, still hungry, like we ain't ate at all
They got nothin but hate, I got nothin but love
Cache your weapons and ammo, slide up under the tub
Come on, come get it, you get it, you ain't get it from me
Cause all these digits is privileged, you ain't hear it from me
I got to get it, I'm gutta gutta, your boy is gully
Pound midget, I'm stupid with it, behind the skully
I'm ready rock, already hot, I don't need a stove
I need a cold one after this monster eat 'em whole
You're nothin like me, you're like me nothin, you're never there
When it's 'bout bread and dead niggas, I'm forever there
So when your hood in my hoody, I play your hood right
I turn a witness brightest day to a Suge night
Lead if they follow, I follow 'em with them hollows
From the war to the hollow, yeah, Dizza too much to swallow
See that's what she said, full bread, more scrilla
Orangutan, bang gang, feed stain, go realer
Pitbull, murder when I'm sniffin you punks
And it's more than just music, get a whiff of the trunk, nigga
Came from the bottom, just to make it from the bottom
Got my eyes on the top spot, now do we got 'em
Money comin like they think we hit the lotto
This a hard act to follow, we gon' lead, they can follow
In the present, like it's really no tomorrow
Goin hard, still hungry, like we ain't ate at all
I tell lil' niggas, don't bite the hand that feeds you
Unloyal, you're disposable, the game don't need you
Ten rules to the game, I'll share with you two
Young, niggas gon' hate you for whatever you do
Rule one, get your cash on, M.O.E
Money over everything except God and your family
When you down and out, ain't nobody lendin a hand
Nobody give a fuck, thinkin you supposed to be fam
Turn they back on you, born alone, die alone, undersoil
You run with real niggas that ride and go to bat for you
Outlaws, this a lifetime sentence
And our work never done, it's a lifetime mission
Did a lot of dirt, got me on my knees for repentance
Talkin to God, knowin he gon' feel me if he listen
Ain't no Einstein theory, it's a fact, we the truth
Real shit, this is more than just some rappin in the booth
This is straight from the gutta, the God, I'm just one of the squad
Edi and Fatal, we was sent from the God, Outlaw!