Outsiders

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Funky Dee] Big pimpin' like Pimp C My ex, she wan' link me I was getting letters from coochie In jail, sipping Hoochie Wing looking like a movie I pray my bro don't go juvie I move brown and white, Angelica and Susie Everything I spit, I spit truly My head's gone, I'm kinda loopy I get so much groupies I eff them up I make their pussy pink like Snoochie A hundred spinning on a rouly Spent 5k on the studi' Hunt for the treasure like a goonie This is real life, no cartoonie [Verse 2: Brolic] Don't stunt round here, those youngers are nosey They'll catch you slipping and it won't be cosy You're not that guy when you're one up on your lonely You don't look twice, you're a pussy, you're a phoney If it's on sight then it won't be a phone scene Don't bother Snapchat, I wouldn't ever @ that Hit him with the right hand, send for a catnap, pussy On a bit but you're not no Tookie Just dealt with a madness, switch with the blenders Flavours patterned by the real Eastenders Legislation benders Fuck the law, fuck the feds, we're offenders We don't rate your members Frauds, fakes and pretenders You'd better miss these tempers You start beef, we're beef enders [Verse 3: Golden Boy Muj] One, one, two, mic check When I come through, I rep Sixteen bars, no sweat Dem boy pose no threat One, one, two, mic check When I come through, I rep Sixteen bars, no sweat Dem boy pose no threat No gym, I'm repping Two plus two plus three, that's the- (whoa) Add another two to that, that's the weapon Yeah, the 9mm will tear out a melon So mind how you're stepping Leave you in a state if you fuck round with felons 2007, was locked up in Feltham '06 here and my next door was Kevin Let me tell you 'bout the area code Brigstock; Parchmore Road Mayfield Park Man's out on the streets like I can't go home I don't wanna hear no lies If I die tonight Bro, would you really go ride? Bro, would you really go ride? [Verse 4: Rawza] I was tryna get round to nine like sudoku Blade on me go through you, Rawza's dead? I returned like Mewtwo Obeah in my ring, not juju See me with red, no su woo Blacked-out when I do crimes, not Blue's Clues Ready for the war like Spartans and Zulus Moving dirt like Noo Noo But I ain't a cleaner, Thunder Shock like Pika I'm like them but deeper That's what your girl said when I seen her Rawza, bookey haunted creature I dropped the bar, they pulled the beat up You dropped your eight right after the G card Man didn't clock that bar? Better restart Draw the Blastoise, Hydro Pump then recharge [Verse 5: Narxx] Ahh, buzzing Dank, billing it up on some fluff ting Roll up back to the front with that gum skin Go grab a hammer and dump and make dumpling Narxx, back to the front on some crud ting Frontline, living it like I'm not mortal Think I'm an ikkle man? Feeling unlawful Send man tripping, the dank is man's portal Nuttin' but fire for man, I dash flames That style deader, it's dead, I dash weh If that gyal deader than dead, I dash shade Cuh that gyal deader than dead, I can't rate that That swag never was swag, it's not in Dem man copy their chains, it's not bling Dem man copying fame with no links You're on some dead ting, you dickhead