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I'm on the outside... I'm on the outside...

1:]
See these ni**az don't get it I spazz out
I see a full moon and they assed out
Get a dutch get a light grass out
More smoke more fire till I out
That's how ni**as get finished popeye's spinach
On a top list, go cop my shit
Never cop out the cops out
Do not doubt I got the {rapper's rappers rap about}
spitting like an A-R
Fifteen my mean so get lean
The MVP in pink, no pick
Just drastic, get ya ass
Don't no help just gimme ya belt
So when you start feeling ya self, you'd be the welt
hamilton is back, Sha-leik on the track
This beat is so crack, I got in the back

On the looking and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the looking and I want in
And I want in and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
And I want in and I in

2:]
Got ni**as holding they head whenever cipher with me
Get like I got Roddy Piper with me
Ya bitch ass like a diaper, dig me
I might hit until I strike ya kidney
And gonna do (Not a god damn thing)
ya man gon do (not a god damn thing) (yeah)
Step inside this god damn ring and ya ass leave with (not a god damn thing)
I lost a battle so fuck u rap ni**as
All you do is double talk, I don't u rap ni**as
You rap with no class, so I cut u rap
you a pound?, the hell would I touch u rap ni**as?
It's me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new
You don't see yo on the list, why you mad?
My ni**as my fam you get it my man
I'm hungry for the game little I- Am

On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside and I want in
And I in and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
And I want in and I in

3:]
See I was born out in cleveland, raised in harlem
Money or not, I'm stay here in harlem
Play here in lay here in harlem
I'm already ghost, see my here in harlem
I stay clear of problems but it finds me
So I sit on ni**as that say is grimy
A day in my life make a hot picture
Not just 1 song like that fox ni**a
I'm way too sick for the chicken noodle
I make new hits and my do it too
Fuck outside the box, man I'm living through the
Living proof my condition ain't got to do with u
{The hits that they produce} what you fools used to
I ate the apple from the tree and it fruity loops
Cause I'm the true babe of the booth stay true to my roots
Make but you, {you}

On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
On the looking and I want in
And I want in and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
And I want in and I in

I'm on the
I'm a get in
I can see you
See your colors
Inside ugly
like me
I can see you
See in the you