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

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

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

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

On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the looking and I want in
And I want in and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside 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, raised in harlem
Money or not, I'm stay here in harlem
Play here in harlem lay here in
I'm already ghost, see my grave here in
I clear of problems but it always finds me
So I sit on that say charles is grimy
A day in my would make a hot picture
Not just 1 song like that jason fox
I'm way too sick for the noodle soup
I new hits and my ni***s do it too
Fuck outside the box, man I'm through the roof
Living proof my condition ain't got to do with u
{The hits they produce} isn't what you fools used to
I ate the apple the tree and made it fruity loops
I'm the true babe ruth of the booth stay true to my roots
Make but you, {you}

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

I'm on the
I'm a get in
I can see you
See your colors
you're ugly
Ugly me
I can see you
See in the you