The Outsiders ft. Freetown Lyrics

All hail the outsiders, but Hall and Nass were better, and these gold belts prove it

Yo, here we go again, Joe, runnin' the show again

Benz, drivin' the four again, stick don't know what flow it's in

Chronic, it got me chokin', I spit

It's hard to hold it in pause, we got to grow as men

Yeah, yo, I'm on the up, she go down south and get dirty

I'm the diamond in the rough, my trajectory Brock Purdy

I'm finally catchin' fire, McGuire hits at the derby

Man, me and Freetown, like UNC Jordan, Worthy

Uh, if I spot her, I got her, I'm bout to do my dance

I put aggressive D in her life, Rashad Mccants

Play the block when I post up, like Brian Grant

Slam the 40 like Kemp, it ain't no tryin that

Yo, I'm finally gainin' leverage, I'm Jericho with my walls up

Mike Bibby dagger, I'm on the court with my balls up

Now I'm in the game, they watch me in jealous envy pain

Dopin' through the vein, since my homie died, I ain't spit the same

Roll the back, I would give you the strap, but you'd freeze

No time for that with the heat, right in your lap

You see, I know it's cap, you talkin', let's see the act

You smoke him, let's roll the pack, now what's up, sit back and laugh

Yo, we real outsiders, like Scott Hall with Kevin Nash

Big poppa pump with bars bigger than Bobby Lash

In a fast whip, gettin slow head while I'm flickin' ash

By the time I make it, my cryptocurrency turn to cash

Livin' fast got me stuck, I had to slow it down

Hold it now, I need some real ones that's gon' hold it down

Go as fast as they come, they like revolving rounds

Take a swim in my water, I bet they all would drown

Yo, to finish him off, I'm German suplexin' him

Grind all my momentum out, then I 38 special him

Gem spit elite, I'll diamond cutter the best of em'

Now my talent level can only amount to Nephilim