Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Outsider

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

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

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

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

Well, I scrapes the neighborhoods for odd jobs
It's livin' like God in a world full of Bobs
John Doe's and Jacks, Joe's and Mack's
I guess Babylon wasn't for blacks now was it

Well, it really matter does it
'Cause it be on the
Who, what, and the whereabouts
And I'm a that the world don't care about

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

Working on the wearin' a smock
I clock in, I clock out about 5
I keeps a disposition so I won't arouse suspicion
But then I know what wishin'

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

A mixed up with a finger wave
And the load ain't no lighter
Even I'm in it to win it, I'm still a outsider

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

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

Well, back in the days they told me hip hop
So I says I strays aways L A's average
C.K-in' and B.K-in' was bein' a savage
And M.C.-in' and was bringin' the cabbage

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

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

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

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

Now everyone knows that scarecrows with Velcro hair ain't
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 Greek stranger
I'm a give it to you in layman's terms so you'll

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

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

gettin' outside yourself, boy
You're outside yourself
You run and hide yourself, boy
'Cause you can't provide for

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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