Artist/Band:
Aasim
Lyrics for Song: Outlaw Rap
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Aasim
I feel like Martin with the dream
But we can't all get along
So when nightmares what it seems
Fill a cup until it runs over
With dope dealers and fiends
But the drug game is dead
Replace crack with smoking weed
And I'm high, beyond regular eye level
I try to be the nice team player
But no more mr. nice guy
I would die before I apologize
For the truth I put in rhymes
So critical mind that criticize
Until the game itself resets
I reflect, they say I live in the past
But I don't, I'm in the present
Just trying to keep my black ass out of prison
The artist has the power once we get rid of the weak links
Damn I just zoned out
When pulling my poems out,
I speak of , Jesus wrote them in blood,
My flow's the flood
No Noah's ark can navigate
I'm just doing me, so I'm saying
Fuck your rules, I'm just doing what I please
I feel like Malcolm and the blinds working hard to lead the blind
But hated by my own kind
What if I put my mind to crime
Then my kids don't have a dad
If I get caught I'm doing time
I'm not a prophet or professor
I'm not here to be no savior,
Give intellectual lecture
I'm here for green money and model chicks
Breaking the laws I'm outlaw to your politics
Sodom and Gomorrah, I'm a sinner for richer or poorer
And solemnly swear to be the , ghetto reporter
Yellow pass with broken scriptures you try to decode them
I hit the truth inside the ink then went straight to the ,
Maybe one year the basketball will go straight to a ,
Underdog eyes running for government, you should be voting
And if not, the whole retire craft eyes, I'm just George Bush in the bottom
I'm winning by a landslide
Look, I feel like Hewie with the panthers, it's a black tie fear
If you got questions, I got answers
I guess I'm bout to go to my dark place and walk pass
Google me the first place you find me is on smash
My brain stump, change your forecast
Did he gave him a chance, free at long last
No, I'm doing this myself, I have total artist control
So if I fail, it's only me to blame, so here I go
Ghetto outlaw rap, hip hop definitive
Murder the mike with ignorance, couldn't label me innocent
Shackles and armor jumps suits working my cardio
, label me ,when it's all said
Artwork is slept on no respect until you're long dead
I'm just speaking to my , follow not a godline
I'm an outlaw, on edge.
Thanks to nakrul
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