Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Outcast , by - Joe Budden. Song from the album Mood Muzik Vol. 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.09.2015
Record label: Amalgam, Stage One
Song language: English
Outcast |
| Stuck in the everyday struggle, only mines is hourly |
| Jungle full of wolves with a few lions that’s cowardly |
| Used to make it hot, even that was too mild for me |
| School of hard knocks, tried to make the teacher proud of me |
| Sue me, script straight out of a movie |
| Toooolie, won’t get kicked and pushed like Lupe |
| From groupies to housewives, from scams to skirmish |
| From sane to loco, from hustler to hermit |
| You let niggas plot and believe me they goin' try |
| My nigga been shot nine times and won’t die |
| And so death threats become death threats |
| When they want you on your death bed and you ain’t been put to rest yet |
| You in ICU |
| See the gunman in your head, damn can’t wait 'til I see dude |
| Hate hospitals, I don’t wanna go see dude |
| Know I love you to death, I feel it’s no need to |
| In my mind there’s bloody hallways and project windows |
| Dice games, thick clouds of project indo |
| Niggas creepin' off with the project nympho |
| Or plain clothes searching for some project info |
| Projects I resemble, so I don’t stand out lookin' clean cut |
| Hangin 'round the project kinfolk |
| Cutthroats and liars, connects and suppliers |
| Fiends and they buyers, liquor store right by us |
| Kicks over the wire |
| If you Dave Blaine start choking in the water, send in the divers |
| Show dudes the real definition of survivor |
| In my mind I’m butt naked walking through the fire |
| Oxymoron, stubborn as a brick y’all |
| I’m a five star suite with the view of a brick wall |
| A high class scumbag, conceited nobody |
| Popular stranger, I see shit like nobody |
| A Tarrantino, Martin Scorsese |
| Coming up, I was that nigga they called crazy |
| In my hood, they like fuck em all, gotta pay me |
| Then get shot in the ass for thinking it’s all gravy |
| I’m on my third C.I. |
| now |
| And my bitch running round like she a P.I. |
| now |
| Going through his phone book and his Levi’s now |
| It’s two choices, chillax or leave right now |
| That’s how it be right now ain’t ya ordinary rapper dude |
| Menace To Society, a nigga with a attitude |
| A soul of mischief, I know all about that |
| Poor righteous teacher, nah more like a outcast |