Outcast
Querida Musica
Te escribo para decirte q te amo
Y las palabras q salen de mi boca son ciertas
Mira
No mira
I got that hold up
What she just said
Rewind that, cut it up
Play that again
How the hell she think of that
Her imagination
Is crazy, but wavy
So I'm tuning in kinda vibe
Skills that make your top 5 run and hide
Come alive
Yea, by killing beats I bring Hip Hop to life
What a life
I tell you people really hella whack
I'm shaking hands with people that's talking behind my back
But I just shrug it off
Cuz when you doing good you keep it pushing
They all clowns in my mind
Jokes, as in whoopee cushion
Broke, as in mental
Mushin, mind without a mind
I'm cool as night breezes
Notebook by my side
Pencil in my right
QB always down to write
And when she does it sparks the buzz
That's why my haters toss at night
Hella tight
Like skinny jeans on kinda chubby guys
Hella mite, you know like tics
Always trynna bite
The me too type
Get too hype off of likes
I'm like ite
I guess you're cool
You rock the mic
Sike
Pass it to the brown-skin girl
That can actually rhyme
I looked into the mirror
And my reflection replied
Look at me so fresh so clean
An outkast
Tho I'm gettin' into things
Like infants
Going down in history
Like St. Nick's reindeer lead
Go ahead, just watch me
Look at me so fresh so clean
An outkast
Tho I'm gettin' into things
Like infants
Going down in history
Like St. Nick's reindeer lead
Go ahead, just watch me
Word, you killa
Nigga how you figure
What's a gibbon to gorilla
Or comedy to a thriller
You really got me laughing
And I really got you spooked
Because yo mami played my music
And she chose me over you
Oh Lord, let me stop
I might just hit a nerve
Want us all to win
But yet I wanna come in first
Participation trophies y'all can have
It's actually well deserve
The way I'm snapping
They feeling my raps
You'd think its spoken word
This ain't something that was learned
Yo this was in me since my birth
A star was born in 94
And she arrived here head first
I'm aware there's other talent
Props to the good shit I heard
But I'm claiming to be the best
That's ever walked this fuckin' Earth
Look at me so fresh so clean
An outkast
Tho I'm gettin' into things
Like infants
Going down in history
Like St. Nick's reindeer lead
Go ahead, just watch me
Look at me so fresh so clean
An outkast
Tho I'm gettin' into things
Like infants
Going down in history
Like St. Nick's reindeer lead
Go ahead, just watch me
Te escribo para decirte q te amo
Y las palabras q salen de mi boca son ciertas
Mira
No mira
I got that hold up
What she just said
Rewind that, cut it up
Play that again
How the hell she think of that
Her imagination
Is crazy, but wavy
So I'm tuning in kinda vibe
Skills that make your top 5 run and hide
Come alive
Yea, by killing beats I bring Hip Hop to life
What a life
I tell you people really hella whack
I'm shaking hands with people that's talking behind my back
But I just shrug it off
Cuz when you doing good you keep it pushing
They all clowns in my mind
Jokes, as in whoopee cushion
Broke, as in mental
Mushin, mind without a mind
I'm cool as night breezes
Notebook by my side
Pencil in my right
QB always down to write
And when she does it sparks the buzz
That's why my haters toss at night
Hella tight
Like skinny jeans on kinda chubby guys
Hella mite, you know like tics
Always trynna bite
The me too type
Get too hype off of likes
I'm like ite
I guess you're cool
You rock the mic
Sike
Pass it to the brown-skin girl
That can actually rhyme
I looked into the mirror
And my reflection replied
Look at me so fresh so clean
An outkast
Tho I'm gettin' into things
Like infants
Going down in history
Like St. Nick's reindeer lead
Go ahead, just watch me
Look at me so fresh so clean
An outkast
Tho I'm gettin' into things
Like infants
Going down in history
Like St. Nick's reindeer lead
Go ahead, just watch me
Word, you killa
Nigga how you figure
What's a gibbon to gorilla
Or comedy to a thriller
You really got me laughing
And I really got you spooked
Because yo mami played my music
And she chose me over you
Oh Lord, let me stop
I might just hit a nerve
Want us all to win
But yet I wanna come in first
Participation trophies y'all can have
It's actually well deserve
The way I'm snapping
They feeling my raps
You'd think its spoken word
This ain't something that was learned
Yo this was in me since my birth
A star was born in 94
And she arrived here head first
I'm aware there's other talent
Props to the good shit I heard
But I'm claiming to be the best
That's ever walked this fuckin' Earth
Look at me so fresh so clean
An outkast
Tho I'm gettin' into things
Like infants
Going down in history
Like St. Nick's reindeer lead
Go ahead, just watch me
Look at me so fresh so clean
An outkast
Tho I'm gettin' into things
Like infants
Going down in history
Like St. Nick's reindeer lead
Go ahead, just watch me
Credits
Writer(s): Quinneisha Brooks
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