Celebrate Outlawz

[Young Noble]
Stearing to this tunnel of life
It ain't a far sight
In the dark
Searching for god's light
So cold I got frost bite
Lost kite from the prison
This system got these young niggas lost like
Mice in a maze
Rollin dice to the grave
Some say it's just the price of the fame
Reality strike, repeat the same tragedy twice
All I'm thinkin man
It had to be life
When the casualties rise
Plan plotting 'til your strategy dies
Black cotton till i've gotten what's mine
I don't travel the globe
Stood firm with an average of 4
I was almost cut down like a half of a stole
But you know that ain't how we roll
From a soldier to a general
Go leadin' still do what I'm told
I got the soul of a old head
In the young niggas bodies
We don't put this gun in nobody
You don't wanna know no homie
What is really goin on
Shit is real
Couldn't tell you everything in a song
Man the pain is so personal
So deep I couldn't explain it in words for ya
I don't sleep
I can rest when I'm dead
Cause I'm blessed while I'm here
Through the rain, pain
Blood, sweat and tears
Dedicated to underdogs
That wanna see us make it
We make it, they make it
This calls for celebration