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Eastside Ninjas

Outshine

 

Outshine

(album: Pact Of The 4 - 2021)


Outta my outta my
Outta my mind
Getting pissed
We've returned this is our time
You can not
No you can't replace our kind
You can dip the comp in diamonds
But we'll still outshine bitch

Outta my outta my
Outta my way
Wild'n out
We've returned for all of our pay
You can not
No you can't make another hit
Try to replace the lot of us
You still ain't shit

I got a bullet with your name on it
An it came in the form of a verbal flame in the range of a shooting stray comet
Look in my mind I'm out it and ain't a thing that a doctor can change
Regardless of medicines my brains rotted
I try to focus on better thangs and stay solid
But more times than I'd like to say I ain't got it
I feel like I'm a runaway from the same problem
Everyday is a getaway when you can't solve em
I just don't know how much more I can take I keep trying
I don't wanna break but feel like my oblongata is dying
Look me in my face and tell me that nothing's wrong and I'm lying
Is a conversation wasted in the mirror all the time

Outta my outta my
Outta my mind
Getting pissed
We've returned this is our time
You can not
No you can't replace our kind
You can dip the comp in diamonds
But we'll still outshine bitch

Outta my outta my
Outta my way
Wild'n out
We've returned for all of our pay
You can not
No you can't make another hit
Try to replace the lot of us
You still ain't shit

Must be gone out the skull
Off one too many eight balls
Rewrite history shit's all false
Out there preaching like a prophet from ya pulpit in public
Hit em with the facts an they change the subject
Ain't had an idea since the late 90's
Sucking blood like a leach an they followed blindly
Seems they need reminding bout the first team
The triple beams thugs getting cake with a dollar and a dream
No protection from the beam, let the bullet go clean
Got em in a coma like he O Ding on codeine
You still just a dope fiend
Ain't even coming close to my range
Sucker muthafucka posting
Begging for change

Outta my outta my
Outta my mind
Getting pissed
We've returned this is our time
You can not
No you can't replace our kind
You can dip the comp in diamonds
But we'll still outshine bitch

Outta my outta my
Outta my way
Wild'n out
We've returned for all of our pay
You can not
No you can't make another hit
Try to replace the lot of us
You still ain't shit

New openings in your squad now
For bitch ass people with broad mouths
My crew's lethal with no doubt
We're not equal on no accounts
You can fact check but they all bounce
With delinquent debts in high amounts
And you're past due and the words out
But you're still running your mouth
And broke what for now?
And stay milking the cash cow quick
But it all fall deep into the pit
No I don't relate to bitch shit
Leave it to a hypocrite
To go and say A and do B like I'm an idiot bitch!

Outta my outta my
Outta my mind
Getting pissed
We've returned this is our time
You can not
No you can't replace our kind
You can dip the comp in diamonds
But we'll still outshine bitch

Outta my outta my
Outta my way
Wild'n out
We've returned for all of our pay
You can not
No you can't make another hit
Try to replace the lot of us
You still ain't shit

You could never be anything like me
What we got going on y'all can't see
Master of illusion, have you all confused
Got you looking silly cause your bomb was defused
Keep it underground way beneath the mud
Bring it all together cause it's all about the love
If you feeling kinda angry and you ready to release
Let it be known by going crazy and just taking all the cheese
Leave it in the wind blinded by real ness
Even if u hate we know that all of y'all can feel this
Sick of all the fake talk, facts is what u call it
Holding back the anger looking in a empty wallet
Bitch please

Outta my outta my
Outta my mind
Getting pissed
We've returned this is our time
You can not
No you can't replace our kind
You can dip the comp in diamonds
But we'll still outshine bitch

Outta my outta my
Outta my way
Wild'n out
We've returned for all of our pay
You can not
No you can't make another hit
Try to replace the lot of us
You still ain't shit

Still ain't shit
Still ain't shit
Still ain't shit
Try to replace the lot of us
You still ain't shit

Still ain't shit
Still ain't shit
Still ain't shit
Try to replace the lot of us
You still ain't shit

done

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