A Lot Lyrics - Ill Doesn't Mean Classic - Charles Hamilton

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

[Verse 1:] 

See these ni**az don't get it till I spazz out 

When I see a full moon and they assed out 

Get a dutch get a light then grass out 

More smoke more fire till I pass out 

That's how ni**as get finished like popeye's spinach 

On a top five list, go cop my shit 

Never cop out when the cops out 

Do not doubt I got {clout} the {rapper's rappers rap about} 

C-H-A-R spitting like an A-R 

Fifteen my shits mean so get lean 

The MVP in pink, no draft pick 

Just drastic, get ya ass whipped 

Don't gimme no help just gimme ya belt 

So when you start feeling ya self, you'd be feeling the welt 

Charles hamilton is back, Sha-leik on the track 

This beat is so crack, I got jeezy in the back 

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[Chorus:] 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

And I want in and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

And I want in and I want in 

[Verse 2:] 

Got ni**as holding they head whenever they cipher with me 

Get rowdy like I got Roddy Piper with me 

Ya bitch ass looking like a diaper, dig me 

I might just hit until I strike ya kidney 

And watchu gonna do (Not a god damn thing) 

What ya man gon do (not a god damn thing) (yeah) 

Step inside this god damn ring and watch ya ass leave with (not a god damn thing) 

I never lost a battle so fuck u rap ni**as 

All you do is double talk, I don't trust u rap ni**as 

You rap with no class, so I cut u rap ni**as 

Give you a pound?, the hell would I touch u rap ni**as? 

It's me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new class 

You don't see yo name on the list, why you mad? 

My ni**as my fam you don't get it my man 

I'm hungry for the game little ni**a I- Am 

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[Chorus:] 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

And I want in and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

And I want in and I want in 

[Verse 3:] 

See I was born out in cleveland, raised here in harlem 

Money or not, I'm gon' stay here in harlem 

Play here in harlem lay here in harlem 

I'm already ghost, see my grave here in harlem 

I stay clear of problems but it always finds me 

So I sit on ni**as that say charles is grimy 

A day in my life would make a hot picture 

Not just 1 song like that jason fox ni**a 

I'm way too sick for the chicken noodle soup 

I make new hits and my ni***s do it too 

Fuck outside the box, man I'm living through the roof 

Living proof my condition ain't got shit to do with u 

{The hits that they produce} isn't what you fools used to 

I ate the apple from the tree and made it fruity loops 

Cause I'm the true babe ruth of the booth stay true to my roots 

Make music but you, {you} 

[Chorus:] 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

And I want in and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

On the outside looking and I want in 

And I want in and I want in 

[Bridge:] 

I'm on the outside 

I'm a get in 

I can see through you 

See your true colors 

Inside you're ugly 

Ugly like me 

I can see through you 

See in the real you