Outside (Intro)

Lyrics

[Intro] (unintelligible speach) [Verse 1: YC the Cynic] Lived through a culture shock but died in the genocide My city is gentrified, my genre is gentrified Modern day [?] tryna face the enterprise [?] you gotta learn to improvise Afrocentrigation, half man, half amazing Cops ran up with tazers, black man's affadavit I could be writing money-making records but instead I give advice as if I got my life together any better No! Pop is gone missing, my mama's indifferent Now we popping pills for politicians [?] [?] is this how Pac would envision it? I probably be a Malcolm or a [?] for my [?] [?] But now I can begin again, this is my christening