In the life we live as thugs Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see It's hard to be a man Ridin' wit' my guns in hand In the life Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin' Stuck in positions if victims can't stand the heat Then stay the fuck out

Don't try to understand A life upon the road is the life of an outlaw man Woman, don't try to love me I am an outlaw, I was born an outlaw's son The highway is my legacy On the highway I will run In one hand I've a Bible In the other I've got a gun Well,

I am an outcast I'm a nomad without home I am an outlaw I'm disowned And I am no man's son The first man I killed was the earl's right-hand man When he came to take her away I ran his own sword straight through his throat

The words you say with your last breath and the emptiness in space I can't tell you what to do This crossroad is your own But I know what we'll become We'll be outlaws on the run Do you think about the end? Do you think about the end? (That slow last

A we a guard dem out a street Late at night when dem a sleep Me and unno, bombaclat Big up the lion dem weh roar fi a cause Defend your community at all cost Never yet run, stand your ground to the last Real outlaw, people love we, because No old woman

Doc Holiday An outlaw walking through the valley of men Glared with a sunken eye of death Moved his head from side to side and said Come on you gutless slugs fight like a man State your name and business and let's see what you got Another body for the