PRODIGY

PRODIGY - I Want Out

rate me

I was just tellin Hav these youngin's is over wildin

Two shootings in two days and none of it over dollas

Have my mind zoned, somewhere in a different time zone

Ya'll can stand under building I'm tryin to buy homes

But I ponder it gradually grab me back

You can put me anywhere in the world and I'll adapt (look)

I'm tired of flyin to label reps

Ike my niggas all ready to eat the table's set

I'm tired of corner standing, piffin the same exit

Keep it real I want hills my ninja, change settings

I want a backyard where pookie can play

I don't care if it cost my life nigga shoot me today

Remember going to the store momma told me to keep the change

I wanna jump in something new tell my momma to keep the Range

My man got shot I had to peddle him home

He could'nttake the pain and caught a heroin jones

This is it I want out

This usually part of the movie where the pistol comes out

Like I said I need change

I need a whole lot of this money and little bit of fame

It's like a ghetto tell tales

I'm tired of camouflagin the corner let me get the next sale

I'm really tryin to prosper of a good good rap

Before I leave out the hood I take a good look back

They say, what don't kill you will kid it'll only make you stronger

And the wrong mistake is a half dead ass doing the coroner

Heavenly father I'm lookin into the heavens

My girl think I'm going crazy this nigga going 7th

These days you know the hammer under the pillow

Got a mansion left from the ghetto I'm trapped in the middle

So niggas layed flat like soda without the fizzle

When it rained it poured be lucky it only drizzled

Took my homie under my brella I took him in

He bit me turned around and told me that's how a snake wins

The world we livin in... can't trust a homie far as I can shoot a nigga

Leave me the shit get lonely, homie

Don't speak my name if you don't know me

Most important you black the bitches dat shits is corny

Out ya rabid ass mind tryin to run up on me

Don't make have to shoot you with the 40

Yo Thunn I be right back, yea hold it down G's

While I'm gone get me songs all over the streets

That's what you call awareness, these niggas put they lil albums out

But nobody cares it's P time to shine

Get dat shit the fuck outta hea I satisfy the custi's

My history at retail, is outstanding

My cd got wings cause it flys off the shelves

While I'm stuck in the bing for the next 80 days

Fuck it I got years it can't get no worse than it already is

I spoke to my nigga Yayo the other day

He told me everybody bumpin H.N.I.C., part 2

And on the youtube, I'm killin'm out there, crazy views

I make a rapper run for his life and drop a gem

This nigga threw his watch so we would stop chasin him

He lucky I was on trial, I woulda stabbed him, he was saw from every angle

All them cameras. fuck it I still won, still undefeated

This nigga tryin to act like he did something, beat it

Your not a gangsta it's been proven

Nah, you just a snitch like Frank Lucas

Yous a false prophet, out in the world

While a real nigga like me trapped in a cell

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