Good Bye Lyrics - Singles - Outlawz

We live in a world where a man is judged by the color of his skin 

We can't win, not the content of his character, they scared of you 

22 million black in America, you better stand your area 

75 percent population of the prison system, niggas listen 

Niggas listen, niggas listen, Outlawz on a mission 

So more gun shots by some young niggas 

And now the media consider y'all some dumb niggas 

And where you at, I done came from that 

So I know what's on your mind when you're cocking your nine back 

Busting your bullets at them niggas on the corner 

And you aim 7 5 till your victim is a goner 

But it's more than life and I don't blame you 

Matter of fact I blame your parents for the shit you gonna do 

There's a lot of niggas under ten getting shot by the nine 

8 of them died and left 7 of them crying for the 5th and 6th time 

I'm trying to tell you dog, you done pulled through 

Nigga I know that's where we are 

And the third second and first is when the welfare kicks in 

We joined by nothing 'cause you're [unverified] drinking 

Buying crack, go for drugs again 

And it make you want to go and bust your gat again 

But if you got a problem grab a pen, write a letter 

And send it to the Outlawz, we'll try to make it better 

My young soldier, you ain't no dumb soldier 

Keep your mind on your dream and you a pro soldier 

Hey yo, I spit, rip for Pac and Yak, I love y'all both 

That's why I rap with a grudge and keep my enemies close 

Memories float, nothing else to do but smoke 

Now I'm numb with a lump in my throat 

I'm scoffed up, constipated with pain hating the rain 

We all get wet and pretty much when you close to death 

I think you live by the gun, you die by the judge 

And if my girl have a son, I'ma raise him better than I was 

A little time does justice to the heart 

You should ask your little boy why he rushing to the park 

Everyday after school, you wonder why he love there? 

They got guns drugs and plenty of thugs there 

No care, that's why I speak on shit to you parents out there 

Don't sleep on shit, raise your kids, come on you made the kids 

We got kids killing kids, doing major bids, damn 

I never really got a chance to say good-bye 

I hope you're thankful you lived your life 

And nothing keeps that before your eyes 

I never really got a chance to say good-bye 

And even though you're gone, you're always on my mind 

I never really got a chance to say goodbye 

To all my youngsters out there, trying to burn something 

Will you pay attention a minute, you might learn something 

'Cause look all they want to do is lock you up 

And make some dough off you and when your ass finally die 

They'll find a hole for you, I know it ain't no love 

It seem cold to you but yous a soldier 

Got to keep your goals close to you 

'Cause 25 with an L ain't closer junior 

Now in society, you're labeled as a loser junior 

2 times at that, so close to your 3rd 

Only 22 now what the fuck you gonna do 

Convicted felons, they don't get no work, we all know that 

Now you forced to draw back, you seen the cycle 

They don't call it the system for nothing 

Systematic ways to get you to your grave 

But you heard it before, you ain't gonna listen to Edi 

You gonna have to go through it but please believe me 

Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier story in vain 

You niggas gobbled by the game 

Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier story in vain 

You niggas gobbled up by the muthafuckin' game 

It's a long long dark road out of hell, I've been there 

I can tell you the story well, most don't make it 

10 out of 12 and the 2 left fighting themselves 

We sit in desperate need, searching for a cure 

Us youngsters indeed we deserve much more 

It's war 'cause we don't get along with each other 

God damn we need to get it together for real 

I never really got a chance to say good-bye 

I hope you're thankful you lived your life 

And nothing keeps that before your eyes 

I never really got a chance to say good-bye 

And even though you're gone, you're always on my mind 

I never really got a chance to say goodbye 

I got 50 shots for every [unverified] 

These pigs is more crooked than some snakes on my block 

They gave him a choice, he had to ride or die 

Since bullets don't die, oz can you tell me how he died 

Stay ahead of your game, young star, grow eyes 

Stay away from them haters, also 1 time 

I respect the game, I'm real serious with mine 

It's like they lost, playing on furious with mine 

So serious, you know, it's all about will and how strong you are 

If you can stand it, stand the pressure and stay strong youngsters 

Move up 

I never really got a chance to say good-bye 

I hope you're thankful you lived your life 

And nothing keeps that before your eyes 

I never really got a chance to say good-bye 

And even though you're gone, you're always on my mind 

I never really got a chance to say goodbye