On the Outside Tech N9ne
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[Intro]
It really used to bother me
Why award shows never callin' me?
Was not enough to hold the T down
'Cause I'm constantly choppin' broccoli (Countin' money)
They don't owe me no apology
I'm ballin', gettin' nightly neurology
Even though I got the lottery now
Ain't no thought of me, I do not agree
[Verse 1]
Staring at Platinum and Gold plaques
"Fragile", "Hood Go Crazy", "Caribou Lou", Gold stacked
'Cause ain't nobody never, ever said that Tecca Nina flow wack
And that's the reason for babies' mamas, no cap
I read somewhere I had the most Top 10's on the Billboard rap charts
When you kill more, stacks start, I'm a mill' grower at heart
And I led my people to the bread, I teach you, I'm a real lord, that part
I got the ill for a fact, art, but wait a minute
If you looked up T9 history, yo, the data's in it
In the gang we Strange and we gain big things because we play to win it
But to some my shit seems invisible's the only way to spin it
Kinda like some opp wanna try to play me out like I'm Sega Genes—
Is this stopping us? Hell nah, got a lot of fans watching us
Saying God to us, but if Strange came through the window pane of the mainstream's oculus
It'll leave a lot of rappers with their mouth wide, like "The Ring" when people went the TV route and died
I'm without cries, 'cause me and my partner built an empire and we did it on the outside
It really used to bother me
Why award shows never callin' me?
Was not enough to hold the T down
'Cause I'm constantly choppin' broccoli (Countin' money)
They don't owe me no apology
I'm ballin', gettin' nightly neurology
Even though I got the lottery now
Ain't no thought of me, I do not agree
[Verse 1]
Staring at Platinum and Gold plaques
"Fragile", "Hood Go Crazy", "Caribou Lou", Gold stacked
'Cause ain't nobody never, ever said that Tecca Nina flow wack
And that's the reason for babies' mamas, no cap
I read somewhere I had the most Top 10's on the Billboard rap charts
When you kill more, stacks start, I'm a mill' grower at heart
And I led my people to the bread, I teach you, I'm a real lord, that part
I got the ill for a fact, art, but wait a minute
If you looked up T9 history, yo, the data's in it
In the gang we Strange and we gain big things because we play to win it
But to some my shit seems invisible's the only way to spin it
Kinda like some opp wanna try to play me out like I'm Sega Genes—
Is this stopping us? Hell nah, got a lot of fans watching us
Saying God to us, but if Strange came through the window pane of the mainstream's oculus
It'll leave a lot of rappers with their mouth wide, like "The Ring" when people went the TV route and died
I'm without cries, 'cause me and my partner built an empire and we did it on the outside
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