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       Verse 1: Napoleon       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 he are    And the third second and first is when the welfare kicks in    We joined by nothing    'Cause your ???    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       Verse 2: Young noble       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       Chorus:       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       Verse 3: Edi       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    Aint no glory in pain    A soldier story in vain    You niggas gobbled up by the mutha fuckin game       Verse 4: Kastro       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       Chorus       Verse 5: Napoleon       I got 50 shots for every ???    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       [Edi talking]   Uh    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       Chorus