We Outside

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The Jacka - Rap

We Outside

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[Intro: The Jacka] Yo Jack.. [?] Listen [Chorus: The Jacka] In the night time Most the people scared to come around but we outside Niggas scared to live but we can't wait to lose our life Meet up with the weed plug all we discuss is more crime Came up moving coke but now we seem to be alright [Verse 1: the Jacka] High speed chase so we race through every red light Told me rap was gone, fix the walls, then we saved our life Damn [?] gone tapped they phones with a strange device Ain't no David Blaine but this K will change men to mice Just trynna make it so we make it where you can't survive Rappers trynna make it then one day you have to face the don Love me causer I'm gangster but I'm really trynna teach Islam Everybody hate then congregate where every preacher blind [?] I'm Shaheed, named my seed Kuran The plan was conceived then agreed upon Streets cold 'fore you go put your heater on We in the dark but like a shark I don't need my arm You see my face then say your grace I'm sent to bring you harm Mink jacket, lizards on, trapping since Desert Storm World full of sadness took the atlas when we made the song Record every day till we [?] [Chorus: The Jacka] (x2) In the night time Most the people scared to come around but we outside Niggas scared to live but we can't wait to lose our life Meet up with the weed plug all we discuss is more crime Came up moving coke but now we seem to be alright [Verse 2: The Jacka] Gunshotta now ya bloodclot face Killers in my kitchen nothing but sickness in my tank I don't need your advice show ya like All my niggas paper cause when Floyd fight Putting out everything I made The plug lowered the price putting out everything again Been impatient, foundation in the sand Owe me paper when you wake I'm in your crib Rolling paper bout to stuff you in your fridge They not.. in the night life but we is Drum in sight 100 lights over our weed plants '99 Fed beat the case on 3 attempts Let him off hit the Mob house we kept it lit Crime boss still hope my kids kept from it I'm feeling lost pitching soft no catchers mitt World in my paw thinking where the fuck the [?] is Smoke in my jaw trynna duck the law [Chorus: The Jacka] (x2) In the night time Most the people scared to come around but we outside Niggas scared to live but we can't wait to lose our life Meet up with the weed plug all we discuss is more crime Came up moving coke but now we seem to be alright

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  • DJ Touré