Tommy Gold - Outside Looking In lyrics

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Tommy Gold - Outside Looking In lyrics

[Verse 1: Tommy Gold] This world is full of people trying to make a livin' We get a job same thing, but it feels different and Sometimes I feel like I can't settle for that I gotta do better so I can live on forever Cause we spend our days from the outside looking in Settin' these expectations and waitin' for it to culminate They know I rip sh**, ever since an infant My pants hang low, they sayin' that I'm a misfit Slick Rick high up off the piff twist New school lyrics but it feels like some vintage You know the image A young don livin' in a world of pawns The wait is over I'm takin' over like Genghis Kahn I got an army so beware it's a new military Eyes on a mill goin' nowhere like sedentary Ye told me to Watch The Throne Decided to build my own And now I'mma let them have it Cause y'all been gettin' a loan [Verse 2: Tommy Gold] I'm a smooth criminal on beat breaks Nasty like Nas Keep goin' and then I pause My flow is Illmatic Gave her the Johnson, she said it's Magic Automatic rapping fantastic That's that double entendré Trying to eat like an entree 3k replays got me feeling like André, You're just an Outkast Casting out for fishes Alone on the road to riches Now my wishes ain't fictitious They're looking actual Tactical and mathematical 16 Bars that will turn a hater fanatical What can I say, I'm a lyrical miracle She gives me dome 'till I'm spherical Praise me on something spiritual Oh God All praise to the most high Write it, record it, run it back then export it, hit the web and import it You really don't know who you're messing with A specialist speaking and teaching messages [Verse 3: Tommy Gold] They can't handle the truth like a spoonful of cinnamon And I know that I'm a sinner man dividends that I'm swimmin' in Got me feeling like it's crunch time I gotta EAT it's always lunch time when I rhyme It's the Golden Child, Tommy 24 Karats I guess I made it apparent I spit Grizzly but can you bear it? It's like a mix between Big L, Jay, and Pun, Ye and Sean Combs Or Biggie Before the jump I'm cutting records Like Scarface with the yayo Sitting on leather seats, the same color as Mayo "Ayo, Ayo how you keep it so real?" Independent livin' I do it without a deal I'm just doin' what I feel And buildin' wealth on my own two Feet but you still stay frontin' like I owe you Digging through the crates and putting blood on the samples Dabblin' letters scrabblin' Leading by example