Aceyalone - Mr. Outsider lyrics

I am a universal soldier walkin' in
The path of the Math
After the aftermath I'm a still be
A soldier in America's blood bath
Look at it thru the wrath of a
Universal soldier you could never monitor my
Craft i am not a graft I am a original
Soldier walkin' in the path of the Math

Now
You're gettin' outside yourself boy you're
Gettin outside yourself - is that right
You're gettin' outside yourself
Boy you're gettin' outside yourself - uh huh
You're gettin' outside yourself
Boy you're gettin' outside yourself - uh 1 2
You're gettin' outside yourself boy you're
Gettin' outside yourself - ooh

Well I scrapes the neighbourhoods
Lookin' for odd jobs


It's hard livin' like God in
A world full of bobs
John doe's and jacks joe's and mary mack's
I guess babylon wasn't made for
Blacks now was it
Well it doesn't really matter does it
Cause it be dependin' on the who
What why's and the whereabouts
And I'm a nigga that the
World don't care about mr outsider
It's all about bein' a fighter
Use the guide to open up
Your mind a little wider my mellow my ace
Movin' from place to place all a
Nigga want is a taste
Working on the docks wearin' a smock
I clock in I clock out about 5 o'clock
I keeps a calm disposition
So I won't arouse suspicion
But then I know what you're wishin'
That you could put a bullet
In my head plate w out all that red tape
And lead me straight to the grave
You're either a slave or Jesus got you saved
Or you don't know how to
Behave but you're brave a mixed up African w
A fingerwave
And the load ain't gettin' no lighter
Even though I'm in it to win
It I'm still a outsider

Well back in the days they
Told me hip hop pays
So I says I strays aways from LA's average
Cause Ck-in' and Bk-in' was bein' a savage
(refering to Crips and Bloods maybe?)
And MC-in' and DJ-in' was
Bringin' the cabbage
Now it ain't like a nigga talking
Hella late in the game
I'm talkin '80 ace deuce
Nobody think about truce
No Menace no Boys In The Hood no Juice

Niggers truly die like they do
When I found out you got to
Choose your path I knew not red and blue
The blackness is true my tactics was new
That's when the practice grew and I flew
I wanted to be a rapper so simple and plain
From Los Angeles city of the big bang theory
Where everyone is leery
Now a whole mess of MC's fear me
But, it's important everybody hear me
As I tell you about the unwanted man who
Got blunted and took what he can and he ran
From city to city and town to town
Bouncin' around like he's about to
Blow the world up
Cause his mind's not dormant
Anymore his door's ajar
And his jar's full of somethin' else
Now everyone knows that scarecrows w
Velcro hair ain't real yeah
But, if your psyche is likely to be spilled
Ain't no tellin'
You'll be sailin' across the
Seas like Magellan
Way out your range and since
I don't speak greek stranger i'm a
(?let me?) give it to you in
Layman's terms so you'll learn
I paid the piper I'm gon' pick the tune
But, I don't listen to music like that so
You're gettin' outside yourself
Boy you're gettin outside yourself - is that
Right you're gettin' outside yourself
Boy you're gettin' outside yourself - uh huh
You're gettin' outside yourself
Boy you're gettin' outside yourself - uh 1 2

You better run and hide yourself boy
Cause you can't provide for self

Inside outside
That's what doin' it is all about right
Inside outside inside outside
That's what doin' it is all about

Now I'm a outsider but not like ponyboy
I'm Aceyaloney boy and I transcend
?w both hands in?
And I transfer the answer from w in
And I strain and I gain the
Strength to bust a blood vessel
As my dirty thoughts mudwrestle
In my head muscle you got your lucky charm I
Know you believe in warlocks
You better be keepin' you
Door locked and bolted
Say praise the lord as I
Raise the sword and revolted
Psychological warfare for the holy
Smoke your last bowl-y
Your little ship a capsizes
Your rap dies slowly
Got a good old fashion passion
For smashin' what they built w
No guilt at full tilt
At full speed at full blast
Comin' full circle on that ass
I'm the idealistic realistic mystic
From the past
That just gets more intelligent
Don't risk it I'm fast
Better get involved don't know how
The world revolves and evolves
And solve all that you can
Solve before your mind dissolves
Now who kilt (killed) this lion? curiosity
Now why's the black man
Dyin'? it's an atrocity
Does history really repeat it'self
Or is it phophecy?
So until I leave my physical shell
There ain't no stoppin' me
Cause, I paid the piper
I'm gon' pick the tune
But, I don't listen to music like that so