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lirik lagu outerspace - clear out

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[verse 1]
yeah, they call me
mr. accurate, zilla~k!lla precise smashin’ it
check the packagin’, my 16 is no accident
this was destined to happen, clappin’ you pacifists
my whole mentality is that of lazarus i mastered it
i’ve gone wifi transmitted through downloads
i rock with philly scoundrels until the sound blows
into that hole inside the earth is where my crown goes
then the ground glows, hangin’ with other brown souls
put the gun away n~gga you ain’t no g~hot
cuz i know k!llas that’ll pop you make your knees lock
new world order totalitarian rhyme sh~t
and i ain’t worried about the glove as long as mine fits
i’m losing my mind, bakin’ under the summer sun
but i ain’t stoppin’ the movement, bruising the drummers drum
outsersp~ce, king syze watch the dummies run
my brother’s keeper, it’s over now what’s done is done
[verse 2]
we crazy insane, my team is out of your league
we all rap, but you, you just not an mc
standing ovation we tear down the coliseum
pharaoh status, all of yall want to be em
they got hate in their blood, i want to know the reason
i can’t relate, they hoes, i wouldn’t want to be em
so fall back, with your constant complaining
questioning my work cuz my content is changing
the roads that i travel smooth look how i paved em
i’ll take it back to writing hooks in the bas~m~nt
mic from the ceiling, my track record gleaming
we all beastin’, please bring the feast in
flow is too nice, my format’s impeccable
throw in 2 dice, i’ll hustle the rest of you
hip hop’s my b~tch, but she ain’t on the pedestal
ziploc your lips if you know what’s best for you

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[verse 3]
same sh~t, different day
same sh~t, n~ggas say
sh~t different for a n~gga when he live this way
see your team dismay, now they out in the dumps
hiding out, stayin’ far as possible from the slums
illadel be the slums, k!ll yourself with a gun
a rhyme writer locked up repeated felon on drums
while prepare for the snare, cold blooded pr~ck on kicks
every track i adapt like scarface with the fix
bars taste like sh~t, foul mouth i got
kiss my mom, p~ssed off but f~ck that i’m hot
dc i got, more bars in the tuck
now my pen on fire, siren on in the truck
got zillas and the scrilla from the h to invest
call the gorillas the sh~t gettin’ iller what’s next
whole lot of information gettin sent through text
beats bang, outersp~ce, pharoah clique we best
[verse 4]
talkin bout that piece you got, better be loaded and c~cked
i’m hoping when i rock, plus i’m globally hot
speculate on what it’s not but you know what it is
no matter how big the plate i’m still up in your fridge
lookin’ for leftovers, don’t get left over
the world sounds like drake the universe is ?
the underground is us, the core is under siege
i’m a spectrum when i spit the earth sees a colorful breeze
you crumbled in my st~~z, it’s wonderful when you bleed
i’m a bad hand with the ace under the sleeve
yeah i’m too nasty, and my words kick a bad odor
pump the brakes on your plan burn your rotors
the heat sonar, radiate and k!ll your motor
your artwork was dope, your cd’s a poser
when it comes to this music, your message is fraudulent
i don’t believe that bullsh~t that you talkin’


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