Final Outlaw Unsigned From Uptown
[Verse 1]
I'm still unsigned but if I can bargain my deal[?]
You can burn the contract cause I'm keeping it real
I only rap about the things that I feel
And I know that I'm ill
I don't have to be told that I'm skilled
This whole time I've been alone on the field
Without artist development, honing my skill
It is me who has complete control of my will
It's my responsibility to provide my home with a meal
I will never kneel, never beg and never change
I will remain remembered throughout the trains
And the rooftops and alleyways onto the stage
Wrecking microphones minus the fame
Hyping my name because an advance isn't worth an exchange
The value of my heart and my brain, I came to bring the pain
I'd rather be poor and speaking the truth
Than to be rich on TV telling lies to the youth
Like a traitor
[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
I was around for the time of the kill
Moms would track me to Woolworth[?]
My pops took me to Modell's
Hopscotch with the blood stains, I hop trains
Remembering cops, Ninja Turtles on my lunch box
F..ck cops, they never brought us justice
Line us up on the wall but never found a substance
All I cared about was rap yo
It's all I had, f..ck school, they some assholes
I still passed, I'll be damned you snatch my music out of my hands
[?] address or treat me less than a man
You can laugh but you won't understand
Distracting, you using gossip and glam was all part of the plan
As a little boy starves in the sand
Waiting for some type of rainfall in a faraway land
Traumatized witnessing his whole family die
As you laugh uncontrollably watching Family Guy
It's pathetic
[Hook]
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[Verse 3]
I'm probably one of the best that ever did it
But will never get the credit
Because I wouldn't express something if I never meant it
And this is why I'm hot
Because I don't need to be suckin' no motherfuckin' record label ****
I take orders from no man, get with the program
I was born to be a nomad
But Final Outlaw known as the king of the poor
Slumdog spitting bars in the city of God
My own peers don't want me to make it
I can see it in their jealous faces
But I'm still on their playlists
Insecure, they can't let go of their ego
The very same people that came up with the word "emo"
In order to remove our humanity and soul
Because it isn't cool unless we become cold
Where did we go wrong?
They want us to be robotic and gone
So we don't ask any questions as we follow along
But not me