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

1:]
See these don't get it till I spazz out
When I see a full moon and assed out
Get a dutch get a light then out
More smoke more till I pass out
That's how ni**as get 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 spitting an A-R
my shits mean so get lean
The MVP in pink, no draft
Just drastic, get ya ass
Don't gimme no help gimme ya belt
So when you start feeling ya self, be feeling the welt
Charles hamilton is back, Sha-leik on the
This beat is so crack, I got 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 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 holding they head whenever they cipher with me
Get rowdy like I got Roddy with me
Ya ass looking like a diaper, dig me
I might just hit until I strike ya
And watchu do (Not a god damn thing)
What ya man gon do (not a god thing) (yeah)
Step inside this god damn and watch 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 u rap ni**as
You rap with no class, so I cut u rap
you a pound?, the hell 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 game ni**a I- Am

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
On the outside and I want in
On the looking 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 in harlem
Money or not, I'm gon' here in harlem
Play here in harlem lay in harlem
I'm ghost, see my grave here in harlem
I stay clear of 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 that jason 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 the roof
proof my condition ain't got shit to do with u
{The that they produce} isn't what you fools used to
I ate the apple from the tree and made it fruity
Cause I'm the babe ruth of the booth stay true to my roots
Make music but you,

On the looking 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
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

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