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

1:]
See ni**az don't get it till I spazz out
I see a full moon and they assed out
Get a get a light then grass out
More more fire till I pass out
That's how get finished like popeye's spinach
On a top five list, go cop my
cop out when the cops out
Do not doubt I got the {rapper's rappers rap about}
C-H-A-R spitting 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 you start feeling ya self, you'd be feeling the welt
Charles hamilton is back, Sha-leik on the
This beat is so crack, I got in the back

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

2:]
Got ni**as they head whenever they cipher with me
Get rowdy like I got Roddy with me
Ya bitch ass like a diaper, dig me
I might just hit until I strike ya
And watchu gonna do (Not a god thing)
What ya man gon do (not a god thing) (yeah)
Step inside this god damn ring and watch ya ass leave with (not a god thing)
I never lost a battle so u rap ni**as
All you do is double talk, I trust u rap ni**as
You rap with no class, so I cut u rap
Give you a pound?, the hell would I u rap ni**as?
It's me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new
You don't see yo name on the list, why you
My my fam you don't get it my man
I'm hungry for the game little I- Am

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

3:]
See I was born out in cleveland, raised in harlem
Money or not, I'm gon' stay in harlem
Play here in harlem lay here in
I'm already ghost, see my grave in harlem
I stay clear of but it always finds me
So I sit on ni**as that say charles is
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 soup
I make new and my ni***s do it too
Fuck the box, man I'm living through the roof
proof my condition ain't got shit to do with u
{The hits that they produce} isn't what you used to
I ate the from the tree and made it fruity loops
Cause I'm the true babe ruth of the booth true to my roots
Make but you, {you}

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

I'm on the
I'm a get in
I can see you
See your true
you're ugly
Ugly me
I can see you
See in the you