Out There Lord Infamous (Ft. C-Rock)

[Hook: C-Rock]
I'm scared, is anyone out there?
Suicide, homicide, die, do they care?
When you're all alone, standin' with the man upstairs
Lookin' at the dirt you did, tryin' to get in, yeah, yeah

I'm scared, is anyone out there?
Suicide, homicide, die, do they care?
When you're all alone, standin' with the man upstairs
Lookin' at the dirt you did, tryin' to get in, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: C-Rock]
Should I kill 'em, should I rip 'em, should I fill 'em with the hot lead?
Bullet in his head, hypnotized from the Three 6
Mission get the money, Roc-A-Fella til I get rich
Sick minded nigga (?) slash grave digger
... set a plot with my nigga, had to get cash quicker
Double escape plot to bury this nigga
Cockin' back black Glocks my goons and killas
Time on the ticker, had to go and dig him up
(?) because he talkin' too much
One point six wieldin' ... by enemies (?) we trust
Six-six-six-ah, military minded
Dug Lord up, where the money? Gotta find it
Black duffle bug, hollow points in the nine and
Lookin' at the windshield, high beams blindin'
... shovels and dirt
Smokin' another guard, (?) in reverse
Caught up the van (?) worse
(?) couple miles and I (?) hearse
A million and a half, four bags of work
...
Dr. Malik ...
My visions are differnt, I'm seeking the nurse
... pistols ... this shit ... feelin' alert
Hallucinations ... patience ... you can't break me
I'm goin' crazy, my heart is racin'
Almost (?) of my (?) I can taste it
Just cause they say that it's all in our head
Never once left the bed, but we know they're mistaken