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I'm on the outside... I'm on the outside...

1:]
See ni**az don't get it till I spazz out
I see a full moon and they assed out
Get a dutch get a then grass out
More smoke fire till I pass out
That's how ni**as get finished like popeye's
On a top list, go cop my shit
Never cop out when the out
Do not doubt I got {clout} the rappers rap about}
C-H-A-R spitting an A-R
Fifteen my shits mean so get
The MVP in pink, no draft
Just drastic, get ya ass
Don't no help just gimme ya belt
So when you start feeling ya self, be feeling the welt
hamilton is back, Sha-leik on the track
This beat is so crack, I got jeezy in the

On the outside looking and I in
On the outside and I want in
On the looking and I want in
And I in and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
And I in and I want in

2:]
Got ni**as they head whenever they cipher with me
Get rowdy like I got Roddy Piper me
Ya ass looking like a diaper, dig me
I might just hit I strike ya kidney
And watchu do (Not a god damn thing)
What ya man gon do (not a god thing) (yeah)
Step inside this god damn ring and ya ass leave with (not a god damn thing)
I never lost a battle so fuck u rap
All you do is double talk, I don't trust u rap
You rap no class, so I cut u rap ni**as
Give you a pound?, the hell would I u rap ni**as?
me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new class
You don't see yo on the list, why you mad?
My ni**as my fam you get it my man
I'm for the game little ni**a I- Am

On the outside looking and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
And I want in and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the looking and I want in
And I want in and I in

3:]
See I was born out in cleveland, raised in harlem
Money or not, I'm gon' here in harlem
Play in harlem lay here in harlem
I'm ghost, see my grave here in harlem
I stay of problems but it always finds me
So I sit on ni**as that say charles is
A day in my would make a hot picture
Not just 1 song like that fox ni**a
I'm way too sick for the noodle soup
I make new and my ni***s do it too
Fuck outside the box, man I'm living the roof
Living proof my condition ain't got to do with u
{The hits that they isn't what you fools used to
I ate the apple from the and made it fruity loops
Cause I'm the babe ruth of the booth stay true to my roots
music but you, {you}

On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside and I want in
And I in and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
On the looking and I want in
And I in and I want in

I'm on the
I'm a get in
I can see you
See true colors
Inside you're
like me
I can see you
See in the you