Fugees, Outsidaz - Cowboys

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[00:01.54] Yes it's the Fugees, outsiders [00:03.71] You want to be a cowboy? [00:06.85] Everybody get your guns [00:08.92] And meet me outside right now [00:10.57] (Oleheee) [00:12.71] Everyone wants to be a cowboy [00:14.73] Grab the gun boys [00:15.42] (Oleheee) [00:18.23] Forty-five by my side [00:19.11] Do we live no nigger dies [00:21.25] Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen [00:24.88] You shot your bullet [00:25.40] But the bullet went desperado [00:26.99] (Do work for new boy) [00:29.19] I pull out my gun and plug two like Trugoy [00:32.05] Wyclef [00:32.95] Pacewon [00:33.69] Yo this was how the West was won [00:35.24] Our motto, a true Desperado [00:37.31] Rappers want to be actors [00:39.10] So they play the Jesse James character [00:41.15] And get they bones fractured [00:43.03] You ain't got no guns [00:43.92] You off to the precinct [00:45.34] Inside tuff guys are feminine like Sheena Easton [00:47.99] Woman cry, woman cry, Son still dies [00:50.45] Thrown off the building like the Fall guy [00:53.08] Caved in the grave cause you didn't know how to behave [00:55.74] Playin' cowboy now you sleep with the slaves [00:58.34] Who's the desperado, sellin' bottles in the alley [01:01.30] On some villain shit, wearin' a mask like Jim Carrey [01:03.79] With his gat cocked, stinkin' up the crack spot [01:06.65] Pacewon dies with both eyes on the jackpot [01:09.84] The town that I'm from beggars eat cat chowder [01:12.22] Sundance Kid is the everyday purse snatcher [01:14.73] If you see him coming, you better start running [01:17.66] Like a terrorist I guarantee you he'll be humming [01:20.15] Dynamite, dynamite, Clef I got the cash [01:23.85] Yo let's skip town like Harlem nights [01:25.41] (Oleheee) [01:26.96] Everyone wants to be a cowboy [01:29.40] Grab the gun boys [01:30.79] (Oleheee) [01:32.76] Forty-five by my side [01:34.38] Do we live no nigger dies [01:36.17] We make moves in stage coaches [01:37.32] Rah Digga likes the roaches [01:39.33] If anyone approaches [01:40.27] We be like noches, buenos [01:42.06] And I compose a poem for the many gun-slingers [01:43.94] R & B singers, perpetrating guns with two fingers [01:46.87] My style is perhaps one of the foulest [01:49.11] I inhale large clouds of smoke through my chalice. [01:52.36] (Buckin' at stars) and write rhymes for hours [01:55.29] The ghetto missy, drinkin' whiskey sours [01:57.56] Bust this scenario, can't no other nigger in the barrio [02:00.55] (From Newark to Ontario) [02:01.83] Bust us when we in stereo [02:03.84] Cause me and Rashida rock the battles [02:06.00] It's apparent, you're no talent [02:07.19] 'Cause your blazin' in your saddle [02:08.75] Watch these rap bitches get all up in your pockets [02:10.10] Then bounce with accountants that give me good stock tips [02:13.53] Cause props is up, Digga's through the roof [02:17.19] Burnin' niggers like I'm 90 proof [02:18.32] And for all you head beaters [02:20.46] The lead eaters [02:21.06] The cheaters soon to be retreaters [02:22.37] While mamasitas carry real heaters [02:24.53] I rock the Dooby and [02:26.35] L rocks the Nubian twists, 96 [02:28.73] Muthafuckeras gettin' dissed [02:29.93] (Oleheee) [02:31.75] Everyone wants to be a cowboy [02:33.60] Grab the gun boys [02:35.20] (Oleheee) [02:36.72] Forty-five by my side [02:38.02] Do we live no nigger dies [02:40.33] Yeah, when the OUT's hooked up with the Refugees [02:42.60] It be more niggers than the NAACP [02:45.78] Comin' up on weed of all type [02:48.27] Smokin' home-grown out tobacco pipes [02:50.76] (Come on) [02:51.40] (You've got to know when to hold them, [02:53.53] Know when to fold them) [02:56.24] I can take the sunshine, piss in your wine [02:59.47] Steal your concubine [03:00.40] Walk away with your goldmine [03:02.09] So ooh aaah achiga [03:04.21] Mamase Mamasa Mamakusa [03:07.10] Fuck rhe sheriff, I shot John Wayne [03:09.86] Push him off the runaway train in the movie Shane [03:12.34] Yeah me and that kid, um "What's his name?" [03:14.90] That would be me, Young Zee from no brain [03:17.59] Smokin' pure from the health fodd store [03:19.83] While my whore slaps cops like Zsa Zsa Gabor [03:22.91] Fuck with OUT's it's like those Islam brothers [03:25.57] We march through your hood with a million muthafuckeras [03:28.19] So let's get high off the Fu-Gee-La [03:31.17] When the east is in the house [03:32.40] Like I'm Blahzay-blah [03:33.65] When pandemonium strikes, at midnight [03:35.91] Hit full moon splits soft niggas in a lunatic [03:37.82] On some absurd shit [03:39.49] You talk back, hustlin' crack don't make you bigger [03:41.91] Niggas who take your measurements quick, don't make it quicker [03:44.52] Stick and slide with vigor [03:46.00] City streets hot like liquor [03:46.94] 21 gun salutin, shootin' niggas from the roof and [03:49.65] Got nerve to mouth about it and the weight you claim you movin' [03:52.20] Your whole style is loose and we gon' sew it like it's cotton [03:54.92] You fail to recognize that everybody could get gotten [03:57.83] The bounty on your head, says your dead by manana [04:00.15] Pop babies whisperin' that there's a body dropped, behind the lot [04:03.53] Police blew up the spot and locked the whole block [04:05.67] Medina is the east side of town lounge never till we yawnin' [04:08.31] Gun players regular front page is the bonus [04:11.19] Life will keep existing while I'm shitin' on the corners [04:14.06] Life will keep existing while I'm shitin' on the corners [04:16.68] (Oleheee) [04:18.59] Everyone wants to be a cowboy [04:20.16] Grab the gun boys [04:21.64] (Oleheee) [04:23.65] Forty-five by my side [04:24.94] Do we live no nigger dies [04:26.84] Cowboys together [04:31.15] [04:47.88] Yo man its seems like [04:50.45] You tryan get everybody [04:51.31] But they gettin' us [04:52.27] You know what I'm sayin' [04:53.22] But you know, no need to cry [04:55.52] 'Cause everything gonna be aight [04:57.15] Man it's gonna be alright, you know [04:59.07] It's just ill, you know [04:59.98] Last night all i see is bullet [05:01.80] And feet running and backs you know [05:04.28] And when the smoke clears [05:05.13] Little Joe on the ground [05:06.43] He had to be no younger than 13, 14 old [05:09.28] Watching his own blood pouring from his head [05:12.19] Mother on her knees crying out her head off [05:14.31] Hell nah, it's gonna be the death of another Nigga you know [05:17.91] That's how it's always is [05:20.77] We crying for after life [05:22.24] While it's just still this one [05:23.27]