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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
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 spinach
On a top five list, go cop my
cop out when the cops out
Do not doubt I got {clout} the {rapper's rap about}
spitting like an A-R
Fifteen my mean so get lean
The MVP in pink, no draft
drastic, get ya ass whipped
Don't gimme no help just ya belt
So you start feeling ya self, you'd be feeling the welt
Charles hamilton is back, Sha-leik on the
beat is so crack, I got jeezy in the back

On the outside 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
On the outside 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

2:]
Got ni**as holding they head whenever they with me
Get rowdy I got Roddy Piper with me
Ya bitch ass looking a diaper, dig me
I just hit until 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 watch ya ass leave (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 would I touch u rap ni**as?
It's me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new
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 looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
And I in and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside and I want in
And I want in and I in

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

On the looking and I want 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 outside looking and I 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 true
Inside you're
like me
I can see you
See in the you