| Outlaw Rydahz Volume One
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| Let’s go
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| The Noble Outlaw
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| Hopsin
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| Lowkey
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Eyday another couple problems
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| Rappers wanna sell they soul for a couple dollas
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| Killuminati time to occupy hip hop
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| Runnin' through that radio station
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| Smack the disc jock
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| Place a new Lowkey laws of Hopsin
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| So called the Program directed for Hostage
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| A boots got mileage
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| Slow homie I walk these
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| Then we got the G-ride
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| We need car keys
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| Just a baby I probably needed the car seat
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| Hard head, skull like concrete
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| You don’t plan plot to strategize in the nether world
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| It’s like my old kind doin' all the devil work
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| Dare teach ya if you don’t get it first
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| Are you that nigga gettin' driven in a rented hearse
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| From sunny California to the bricks of London
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| Nigga eybody strugglin' eybody hustlin'
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| What would you do to come up
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| Ha
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| And if I only could, make a deal with God
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| Get him to swap our places
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| Be running up that road
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| Be running up that hill
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| Be running up that building
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| If I only could
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| I’ve got a harsh life
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| And now I live on the dark side
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| Starin' in the past just wonderin' how ma heart died
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| Ma mental stables at a separate way
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| I put my life out through this pencil scribblin' 'til the pencil breaks
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| I say grace with the rage face
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| I walk for miles down this road and ended up in the same place
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| I feel like there’s nothing I can’t say
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| Mayday
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| Hopsin gots some dysfunctional brain waves
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| Livin' life in the basement
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| Strivin' to make it
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| Slightly impatient
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| This rap shit I’ma highly embrace it
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| And use it for what it’s worth 'til I can buy me a bracelet
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| A new chain, a new car, an some new Nikes to skate with
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| I turn a dope rapper to a bad example
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| To make him hate his life enough to cut his Adam’s apple
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| The day that I was born hell sprung
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| And I’ll be waiting for all of your souls when 2012 comes
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| And if I only could, make a deal with God
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| Get him to swap our places
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| Be running up that road
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| Be running up that hill
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| Be running up that building
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| If I only could
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| What does it mean
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| Sometimes I feel like I’m lost in a dream
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| And everything that I perceive is really not what it seems
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| They wanna tell me who I am
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| And tell me who I should be
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| Never told me what I can
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| Or told me what I could be
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| Never understood me
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| Like my words with Sumerian
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| Comin' straight from the belly like my birth was Caesarean
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| Disturbin' the Aryans
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| And suburban Americans
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| Reverses the versa every mercenary and buried 'em
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| This ones global, shout out to Young Noble
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| Pun showed you how to change the world with one vocal
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| And we can do the same
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| Rearrange the whole music game
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| It can bruise your brain
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| But also 'cause your whole view to change
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| This vocals are mine
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| I’m hoping they might open your mind
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| All over the globe they rewind just caught in my rhymes
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| Forget the monarchy my main name is independence
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| For watch the throne got heir like a King’s descendant
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| And if I only could, make a deal with God
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| Get him to swap our places
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| Be running up that road
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| Be running up that hill
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| Be running up that building
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| If I only could
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| Who taught you to hate yourself?
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| From the top of your head to the soles of your feet |