[bad word] [bad word] 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,  [bad word] on, sun shine turn to rain,baby I can take away ya pain if ya [bad word] 
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 
 [bad word] I did 
You stayed locked down at moms house 
watchin tha kids, [bad word] tha whole bid 
In tha V-I I seen ya daily 
When my fake homies try ta [bad word] you, [bad word] and tell me 
that's why I [bad word]  I thank God everytime I hit it 
hopin you'll forgive me for the times I [bad word] 
Me and you against the world 
we untouchable, screamin like ya dyin everytime I'am [bad word] you 
ya never had a father or a family, but I'll be there 
no need to fear so much insanity 
and [bad word] tha years 
I know ya gave me your heart and plus 
When I'am dirt broke and [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
life just me and you no tellin what we could do 
(Another Outlaw) 
Gettin high between tha sheets 
Make tha [bad word] right here discrete 
Puttin nikies on ya belly while we [bad word] on tha beach 
I love it when ya nut up and grab me 
I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy 
(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 [bad word] 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