Out There

Lyrics

[Hook: C-Rock] I'm scared, is anyone out there? Suicide, homicide, die, do they care? When you're all alone, standin' with the man upstairs Lookin' at the dirt you did, tryin' to get in, yeah, yeah I'm scared, is anyone out there? Suicide, homicide, die, do they care? When you're all alone, standin' with the man upstairs Lookin' at the dirt you did, tryin' to get in, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: C-Rock] Should I kill 'em, should I rip 'em, should I fill 'em with the hot lead? Bullet in his head, hypnotized from the Three 6 Mission get the money, Roc-A-Fella til I get rich Sick minded nigga (groundskeeper?) slash grave digger, all about the fig-gas, set a plot with my nigga, had to get cash quicker Double escape plot to bury this nigga Cockin' back black Glocks my goons and killas Time on the ticker, had to go and dig him up Run him off, cut because he talkin' too much One point six wieldin' ... by enemies (?) getting scrilla by any means, in devil we trust we trust Six-six-six-ah, military minded Dug Lord up, where the money? Gotta find it Black duffle bug, hollow points in the nine and Lookin' at the windshield, high beams blindin', wrong way down a one way, shovels and dirt Smokin' another guard, (put that shit in reverse?) Crawled out the van (?) worse (walk?) a couple miles (then I run to the hearse?) A million and a half, four bags of work ...(drove off?)(fake tags?)....? Dr. Malik ...(I confirm?) My visions are differnt, I'm seeing a nurse Four padded walls and she passed me some pistols ... this shit ... feelin' alert Hallucinations, walking in paces , straight jacket on all along, you can't break me I'm goin' crazy, my heart is racin' Almost hit freedom, I feel I can taste it Just cause they say that it's all in our head Never once left the bed, but we know they're mistaken [Hook: C-Rock] I'm scared, is anyone out there? Suicide, homicide, die, do they care? When you're all alone, standin' with the man upstairs Lookin' at the dirt you did, tryin' to get in, yeah, yeah I'm scared, is anyone out there? Suicide, homicide, die, do they care? When you're all alone, standin' with the man upstairs Lookin' at the dirt you did, tryin' to get in, yeah, yeah [Part 2: Lord Infamous] And the maintenance man was lying next to me dead As the time runnin short I was on my death bed Check for his tools, they were all in the shed And I heard some commotion, loud bang overhead Somebody on the ground and diggin' me out I think of everybody damn I could not figure it out When the casket popped he told me what the shit was about The maintenance man had a nephew that was underground As a goon that I knew way back in the south Foothome Projects nigga, puttin' it down C-Rock it's time to murder everybody around Crack crowns, grab the axe or you got some thrax Hit a couple lines and made it out to get to the Lac Lil Down saw all four tires are flat Smoked just a sack when a nigga hopped in the back On the way to the guttural killers to get the gats