Текст (слова) песни: Aceyalone - Mr Outsider

i am a universal soldier walkin` in the path of the Math
after the aftermath i`m a still be a soldier in america`s blood bath
look at it thru the wrath of a universal soldier you could never
monitor my
craft
i am not a graft i am a original soldier walkin` in the path of the
Math
now
you`re gettin` outside yourself boy you`re gettin outside yourself -
is
that right
you`re gettin` outside yourself boy you`re gettin` outside yourself -
uh huh
you`re gettin` outside yourself boy you`re gettin` outside yourself -
uh 1 2
you`re gettin` outside yourself boy you`re gettin` outside yourself -
ooh
well i scrapes the neighbourhoods lookin` for odd jobs
it`s hard livin` like God in a world full of bobs
john doe`s and jacks joe`s and mary mack`s
i guess babylon wasn`t made for blacks now was it
well it doesn`t really matter does it
cause it be dependin` on the who what why`s and the whereabouts
and i`m a nigger that the world don`t care about
mr outsider
it`s all about bein` a fighter
use the guide to open up your mind a little wider
my mellow my ace
movin` from place to place all a nigger want is a taste
working on the docks wearin` a smock
i clock in i clock out about 5 o`clock
i keeps a calm disposition
so i won`t arouse suspicion
but then i know what you`re wishin`
that you could put a bullet in my head plate w/out all that red tape
and lead me straight to the grave
you`re either a slave or Jesus got you saved
or you don`t know how to behave but you`re brave
a mixed up African w/a fingerwave
and the load ain`t gettin` no lighter
even though i`m in it to win it i`m still a outsider
well back in the days they told me hip hop pays
so i says i strays aways from L.A.`s average
cause C.k-in` and B.k-in`* was bein` a savage (* refering to Crips and
Bloods
maybe?)
and M.C.-in` and DJ-in` was bringin` the cabbage
now it ain`t like a nigger talking hella late in the game
i`m talkin `80 ace deuce
nobody think about truce
no Menace no Boys In The Hood no Juice
it was more like Coolie High and
niggers truly die like they do
when i found out you got to choose your path i knew
not red and blue
the blackness is true
my tactics was new
that`s when the practice grew and i flew
i wanted to be a rapper so simple and plain
from Los Angeles city of the big bang theory
where everyone is leery
now a whole mess of MC`s fear me
but it`s important everybody hear me
as i tell you about the unwanted man who got blunted and took what he
can
and he ran
from city to city and town to town
bouncin` around like he`s about to blow the world up
cause his mind`s not dormant anymore his door`s ajar
and his jar`s full of somethin` else
now everyone knows that scarecrows w/velcro hair ain`t real
yeah
but if your psyche is likely to be spilled
ain`t no tellin`
you`ll be sailin` across the seas like Magellan
way out your range and since i don`t speak greek stranger
i`m a (?let me?) give it to you in layman`s terms so you`ll learn
i paid the piper i`m gon` pick the tune
but i don`t listen to music like that
so
you`re gettin` outside yourself boy you`re gettin outside yourself -
is that
right
you`re gettin` outside yourself boy you`re gettin` outside yourself -
uh huh
you`re gettin` outside yourself boy you`re gettin` outside yourself -
uh 1 2
you better run and hide yourself boy cause you can`t provide for self
inside outside
that`s what doin` it is all about right
inside outside inside outside
that`s what doin` it is all about
now i`m a outsider but not like ponyboy
i`m Aceyaloney boy
and i transcend
?w/both hands in?
and i transfer the answer from w/in
and i strain and i gain the strength to bust a blood vessel
as my dirty thoughts mudwrestle in my head muscle
you got your lucky charm i know you believe in warlocks
you better be keepin` you door locked and bolted
say praise the lord as i raise the sword and revolted
psychological warfare for the holy
smoke your last bowl-y
your little ship a capsizes your rap dies slowly
got a good old fashion passion for smashin` what they built
w/no guilt
at full tilt
at full speed
at full blast
comin` full circle on that ass
i`m the idealistic realistic mystic from the past
that just gets more intelligent
don`t risk it i`m fast
better get involved don`t know how the world revolves and evolves
and solve all that you can solve before your mind dissolves
now who kilt (killed) this lion? curiosity
now why`s the black man dyin`? it`s an atrocity
does history really repeat itself or is it phophecy?
so until i leave my physical shell there ain`t no stoppin` me
cause i paid the piper
i`m gon` pick the tune
but i don`t listen to music like that
so

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