Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outsiders, artist - Remi. Album song Divas and Demons, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: House of Beige
Song language: English
Outsiders |
| Fuck rap, fuck game, fuck gimmicks, son |
| I watch courtside, Jack Nicholson |
| They’re jokers, no soul, no women |
| And everybody want a single man, gold diggin' |
| You know it’s shit but most of you roll with it |
| Find current in the mainstream, drown in it |
| It’s so bitch, no risk, so finished |
| We’re so frigid, no fucks, don’t fit in |
| But that’s cool, you can have rap |
| There’s more politics than Syria and Baghdad |
| That’s why I drop bombs on 'em, the OutKast pilot |
| Hit them with the drone 'til I run out of Avgas |
| Then touchdown in Melbourne, hometown |
| Just to go and spin wax with the rest of the Rat Pack |
| Plottin' how to take over the globe and make the people go like |
| Add these young gurus, Premo with the skill |
| Leaning at the wheel, the movement we’re steering |
| Laughing at your videos like Key and Peele |
| 'Cause we don’t really feel the style that you’re stealing |
| Yeah, you’re just a bunch of Winona Ryders |
| But you can’t even do it yourself, you need writers |
| To do it for you, man, it’s sad the game’s like this |
| That’s why we stay outside, uh-huh, yeah |
| We are the outsiders (Again) |
| Looks like we’re the outsiders (Again) |
| Yeah, we are the outsiders (Again) |
| And they won’t ever be on our side |
| But that’s fine and dandy |
| Being me’s all like candy now |
| Fuck blogs, fuck mags, fuck press |
| Trying to monetise my black card like Amex |
| Soon as it’s a slow news day, they turn a struggle into clickbait |
| You turn our struggle into clickbait, oh, you are a disgrace |
| Make us look like we act worse than Nic Cage |
| Like Muhammad, we fought to get in this place |
| Love to all before the kid this page |
| Open endorse for my skin shade |
| But media’s like the hub (They never leave) |
| They didn’t post shit on us, now they post shit on us |
| Like a colostomy nurse (It's fuckin' weak) |
| But white rappers out here saying «nigga» and they cool with it? |
| Ah, I see how this works, hmm |
| Every time you call for an interview |
| Trying to make me rise and fall for your ridicule |
| Just for Facebook likes, faves on your Twitter too |
| Too, t-too many sheep following Complex |
| To see what they need to tweet |
| And since Black rights is the flavour of the week |
| They scroll our profiles, profile like police, and |
| So the result make our pain look cheap |
| But when it’s time for real change, they don’t speak |
| It’s hands off the keys, another reminder |
| For the rest of our lives, we’ll be outsiders |
| We are the outsiders (Again) |
| Looks like we’re the outsiders (Again) |
| We are the outsiders (Again) |
| And they won’t ever be on our side |
| But that’s fine and dandy |
| Being me’s all like candy now |