[Spoken:] Outlaw In This

No doubt,Death Row, Makaveli

You can call me daddy

I''ll be ya daddy

JUST LIKE DADDY

Foe tha ladies



[Chorus]

Come with me and tha time we bump, deticaite slow jams on tha radio,

know ya happy I can feel ya passion lookin out foe ya just like daddy,

come on, sun shine turn to rain,baby I can take away ya pain if ya trust

me close ya eyes feel tha magic neva leave when ya need me I do ya just

like daddy



I met her when she was younger

when her daddy died when she was younger

her moms let her do what she please they said no one loved her

her eyes shined love a dimaond and above

tha kind that you can love

Not yet touched with so much, potintial

youngster let me got ya mental

and to a place

with a sourness of pain you''ll never taste

by God''s grace

you were born with that face

nuthin but pure beauty

so for an enternaity I feel it''s my duty

to be a SOULJAH

dippin I got plans to mold ya

and in tha coldest nights is when I hold ya

like Iam supposta,as we roll closer

I''ll take your hand gladly, anything ya need ask me

supporting my baby just like daddy



[2PAC]

You alveate tha stress spend time with you, I feel blessed

When you gone feel tha pain so strong deep in my chest

When i got arrested, came so close to goin to jail

throwin blows at tha po pos breakin they nails

screamin loud goin all out

Damn I did

You stayed locked down at moms house

watchin tha kids, thru tha whole bid

In tha V-I I seen ya daily

When my fake homies try ta fuck you, you run and tell me

that''s why I stay commited, I thank God everytime I hit it

hopin you''ll forgive me for the times I bullshitted

Me and you against the world

we untouchable, screamin like ya dyin everytime I''am fuckin you

ya never had a father or a family, but I''ll be there

no need to fear so much insanity

and thru tha years

I know ya gave me your heart and plus

When I''am dirt broke and fucked up Ya still love me



[Chours]

(An Outlaw)

Boo would ya die for me


Down holdin my pistol, gettin high

with mean sounds tougher than brisles

fool when you cry

I''ll be ya tissue

back in tha county writin letters how I miss you

givin you credit, apoligetic how I dis you

get you for thinkin like a mona and on a level

and sometime daddy ready to wine ya and dilain

for total and twine ya

we right behind ya tru

life just me and you no tellin what we could do

(Another Outlaw)

Gettin high between tha sheets

Make tha shit right here discrete

Puttin nikies on ya belly while we fuckin on tha beach

I love it when ya nut up and grab me

I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy

(A 3rd Outlaw)

Shorty I lend my hand out ta help ya

loss soul lookin for shelta, on tha late night accept ya

treat ya good won''t disrespect ya

My age is young

out of place bitch days is done

From a trixy to a missy

you know I raised ya hon

Placed her under my wing

Showed her how we swing

Now she rollin blunts for her king

1 day labled thug Mrs

tha essance of my ghetto sistas

hugs and kisses

that''s just for me to be a father figure