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

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

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

2:]
Got ni**as holding they whenever they cipher with me
Get rowdy I got Roddy Piper with me
Ya bitch ass like a diaper, dig me
I might just hit I strike ya kidney
And gonna do (Not a god damn thing)
ya man gon do (not a god damn thing) (yeah)
Step inside this god damn ring and watch ya ass leave with (not a god thing)
I lost a battle so fuck u rap ni**as
All you do is double talk, I trust u rap ni**as
You rap no class, so I cut u rap ni**as
Give you a pound?, the would I touch u rap ni**as?
me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new class
You don't see yo name on the list, why you
My ni**as my fam you get it my man
I'm hungry for the little ni**a I- Am

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

3:]
See I was born out in cleveland, here in harlem
Money or not, I'm stay 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 is grimy
A day in my life would a hot picture
Not just 1 song that jason fox ni**a
I'm way too sick for the chicken soup
I make new hits and my do it too
outside the box, man I'm living through the roof
Living proof my condition ain't got shit to do u
{The hits that produce} isn't what you fools used to
I ate the apple from the tree and it fruity loops
Cause I'm the true babe ruth of the stay true to my roots
music but you, {you}

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
On the outside and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside 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 your colors
Inside ugly
like me
I can see you
See in the you