Final Outlaw - Blacklisted lyrics

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Blacklisted / Final OutlawThis isn't for the xenophobic, not domestic my sty-litto is foreignIf you're conformist, I gotta warn you, this isn't for youIf you aren't up for exploring don't you cross the boarderI've got obsessive compulsive cross word puzzle disorderMy mind is troubled, my mind is muscle, don't mind the muzzleI thrive in the jungle, beware don't let king Midas touch youI'm above you, I'm even beneath you, I'm all around youUneven frequencies traveling in the speed of sound I'mIn your nightmares, see my reflection in the mirrorSee my image standing in the back of your high school picturesLike yellow stone national park I'm ready to explodeMy soul's the only one that can pull the sword out the stoneThis isn't another tired rap about Al CaponeAnd Al Pacio, Casinos, women and stacking doughWitness the rising dough, the ovens gonna blowThe children wanna run, SO LET CHILDREN GO!!!CHORUSThey don't want you to know that I exist, flashbacks of 96Because I remind you of what they want you to forget (x6)Let my people goJump in the rabbit holeIt didn't matter to Dorothy whether she was in Kansas anymoreRelax and let it go, just grab a hold of your kayak and let the rapids flowQuit yapping about home already, and hand me the ropeYou don't have any hope-in, this battle its overThe chances are low that you'll advance any furtherI'll savagely murder any track that I'm onI'll pivot my arm to swing the ax in my palmI'm not telling you where, I planted the bombI'm not tell you how, I plan to disarm youI'll damage you all; I know I'm losing my mindI'm sick and tired, of ticking time, standing in lineThe entertainment industry is corrupt in designIf Pac and Big were still alive I think they would resignYou better cherish me now, because it won't be longBefore I make a killing and suddenly end up goneCHORUSThey don't want you to know that I exist, flashbacks of 96Because I remind you of what they want you to forget (x6)Let my people goHey Mr. Dr. Dre, have you heard who I am?Please take my One Sheet; it's a pleasure shaking your handFeel free to forward my information to any manWho's willing to take a stand, take a risk or a chanceI don't usually say any names but I been rhymingAll this time and my families still under the poverty lineI get props all the time but that just isn't enoughThe next show promoter that don't pay up finna get snuffedSick of conducting business with undisciplined and twittedIndividuals who are narcissists and hedonisticWho promise me there is no market for the realisticWho prompt me to reconfigure the topics in my lyricsThrow anything in my direction you can't kill my spiritUnstoppable Love is approaching, you will all be witnessThe warrior who fights by the broken sword is relentlessI'm an Outlaw; only God can pass my sentence