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conway the machine - outside lyrics
lyrics from snippet
[intro]
bu, bu_bu_bu_bu_bu_bu_bu
uh huh
yeah
bu_bu_bu_bu_bu_bu_bu
look
[verse 1]
machine, b_tch, your favorite rappers wanna be me
i do their streaming numbers with the vinyl and the cds
sellin’ boy, you know i’m in the toy’ when you see me
you see me, got the lam’ in my name like cd
i put food in the oven and i ain’t talkin’ cd
that blue magic had a junkie shootin’ like 3d
my neck look 3d ’cause s sittin’ next to the vv
my b_tch the prettiest next to riri
see me feedin’ the homeless, i needed these moments
i’m a boss, not just a rapper, i don’t see no opponents
a n_gga hatin’, then he just caught in the heat of the moment
probably ’cause that 650 he see me in, i own it
i can move a pie raw, since buff had the aurora with the suicide doors
my bro caught a n_gga upstate, they threw him five more
that grimy rap in the game, tell me who provide more
the machine, n_gga, uh, yeah
[chorus]
all my n_ggas outside, they outside
all my n_ggas outside, we outside (we outside)
if it’s pressure then we gon’ slide (we slidin’)
hope you got your gun, you know i got mines (brr, yeah)
if it’s pressure then we gon’ slide (slide)
all my n_ggas outside, they outside (yeah)
all my n_ggas outside, we outside (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2]
my n_gga [?] is in the can and he doin’ forty flat
my n_gga took his time like a g and that’s a fact
always in good spirits when he hit me on the jack
while you so called real n_ggas celebratin’ a rat
goin’ on youtube, runnin’ up these n_ggas’ views
can’t be on both sides, my n_gga, you gotta choose
n_gga try to justify this sh_t in all his interviews
and the n_ggas in the comments sayin’ they would’ve did it too
i just seen a video on the news i couldn’t believe
another racist cop k!ll a n_gga and get to leave
he screamin’, “i can’t breathe”, cop ignorin’ all his pleas
hands in his pockets, leanin’ on his neck with his knees
cracker invent the laws, that’s why the system is flawed
cops k!llin’ black people on camera and don’t get charged
we ain’t takin’ no more, we ain’t just pressin’ record
can’t watch you k!ll my brother, you gon’ have to k!ll us all
just ’cause he from the ghetto, that don’t mean he sellin’ crack
he drivin’ home from work, you pull him over ’cause he black
think he g_ngb_ngin’ ’cause he got dreads and a few tats
he reach for his id, you think he reachin’ for a strap
he get out, put his hands up, he still gettin’ clapped
but if he try to run, you just gon’ shoot him in his back
what if it was my son? i wonder how i’m gon’ react
i bet i’m finna run up in this precinct with this mac
i swear to god
[chorus]
all my n_ggas outside, they outside
all my n_ggas outside, we outside (we outside)
if it’s pressure then we gon’ slide (we slidin’)
hope you got your gun, you know i got mines (brr, yeah)
if it’s pressure then we gon’ slide (slide)
all my n_ggas outside, they outside (yeah)
all my n_ggas outside, we outside (yeah, yeah)
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