Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Outsider

I am a universal walkin' in the path of the math
After the aftermath I'm a still be a soldier in America's
Look at it the wrath of a universal soldier
You never monitor my craft

I am not a graft, I am a original
in the path of the math

Now gettin' outside yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside
Is right, is that right?
You're gettin' yourself, boy
You're gettin' yourself

gettin' outside yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside
You're outside yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside

Well, I scrapes the neighborhoods lookin' for odd
It's hard livin' God in a world full of Bobs
John and Jacks, Joe's and Mary Mack's
I Babylon wasn't made for blacks now was it

Well, it doesn't really matter it
'Cause it be on the
Who, what, why's and the
And I'm a nigger that the don't care about

Mr. Outsider, all about bein' a fighter
Use the guide to up your mind a little wider
My mellow my ace, movin' from place to
All a want is a taste

Working on the wearin' a smock
I clock in, I out about 5 o'clock
I keeps a calm disposition so I arouse suspicion
But then I know what wishin'

That you could put a in my head plate
Without all red tape
And lead me to the grave
You're either a but Jesus got you saved
Or you don't know how to behave but brave

A mixed up African with a finger
And the ain't gettin' no lighter
Even though I'm in it to win it, I'm still a

gettin' outside yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside
gettin' outside yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside

You're gettin' yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside
You're gettin' yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside

Well, in the days they told me hip hop pays
So I says I strays from L A's average
'Cause C.K-in' and B.K-in' was a savage
And M.C.-in' and QDJ-in' was the cabbage

Now it ain't like a nigger hella late in the game
I'm talkin' '80 ace deuce, nobody about truce
No menace, no boys in the hood, no
It was more like high and niggers truly die like they do

When I found out you got to your path I knew
Not red and blue, the blackness is
My tactics was new when the practice grew and I flew

I to be a rapper so simple and plain
From Los Angeles city of the big bang
Where everyone is leery now a mess of mc's fear me
But it's important everybody me

As I tell you the unwanted man
Who got and took what he can
And he ran city to city, town to town
Bouncin' around like he's about to blow the up
'Cause his mind's not dormant anymore his door's
And his full of somethin' else

Now everyone knows that scarecrows Velcro hair ain't real
Yeah, but if your psyche is to be spilled
Ain't no tellin', you'll be sailin' across the like Magellan
Way out your range and since I don't speak stranger
I'm a give it to you in layman's so you'll learn

I paid the I'm gon' pick the tune
But I listen to music like that, so

You're outside yourself, boy
gettin' outside yourself
You're gettin' yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside

You're outside yourself, boy
You're outside yourself
You run and hide yourself, boy
'Cause you provide for self

Inside,
what doin' it is all about right
Inside, outside, inside,
That's what doin' is all

Now I'm a outsider but not ponyboy
I'm aceyaloney boy and I transcend with both in?
And I the answer from within
And I strain and I the strength to bust a blood vessel

As my dirty thoughts mud wrestle in my muscle
You got your lucky charm I you believe in warlocks
You better be keepin' you locked and bolted

Say praise the Lord as I the sword and revolted
Psychological warfare for the holy, your last bowl-y
Your little ship a capsizes your rap dies
Got a good old fashion passion for smashin' they built
no guilt, at full tilt, at full speed, at full blast
Comin' circle on that ass

I'm the idealistic, realistic from the past
That just gets more intelligent, risk it I'm fast
Better get involved don't know how the revolves and evolves
And solve all that you can solve before your dissolves

Now who killed this lion?
Now why's the man dyin'? It's an atrocity
history really repeat itself or is it prophecy?
So until I leave my physical shell, there ain't no me

'Cause I paid the piper, I'm gon' pick the
But I don't listen to like that, so

gettin' outside yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside
gettin' outside yourself, boy
You're gettin' yourself

gettin' outside yourself, boy
You're gettin' outside
You're gettin' yourself, boy
You're gettin' yourself