Saigon - Out There lyrics

[Saigon - Out There lyrics]

Yeah (He's tired of runnin' his game)
Uh, huh they calling out there
Man check shiet

Out there
(He's been out there, out there, out there)
In the streets you know
(In the street you know)
I was out there, man really doing
The years really busting guns
Man let me talk to ‘em
(And strugglin', scufflin' trying to survive)

I’ve been out and about there
Wiling since ten and a half
Runnin’ from cops
‘cause I ain’t never like gettin’ harassed
I would tell them niggas to kiss my ass
They’d tell me, "Get on the wall"
(Phoom) And that’s when I dashed
Used to flash my lil’ du-knots 20’s
Over one hundred ones
Eating Chick-O-Stick and Big Bol bubble gum
Was young but hung with
Niggas that slung jummies
Being a dumb dummy who disrespected my mummy
And I never forgot who put me on this Earth
Who brought me up right and who
Loved you since your birth
But that didn’t stop me from
Stealing money out her purse
Cursing at her worse than
An Eminem song verse
Thirsty for street love ‘cause I
Ain’t feel it at home
Three years later, I’m thirteen
Concealing that chrome
Ready or not, like L-Boogie, Pras, and Wyclef
I promised my cousin Woody I’d
Ride to my death

I was out there
(He's been out there, out there, out there)
In the streets you know
(In the street you know)
In the muthafuckin streets, man brooklyn
Spring Valley, New Berg, Virginia, bA
(And strugglin', scufflin' trying to survive)
Nigga, out there
(Out there, out there, out there)
Bustin’ shit robbin’ shit rap
Niggas make me laugh, man
(In the street you know)
Bitch-ass muhfuckas… Check… Talk… Go in
(And strugglin', scufflin' trying to survive)

I’ve been out and about there
Sellin’ cocaine to my kin playin’ the game
I know ain’t no way I can win
Either I die or get locked in then pen
I try to pray and even hope to God I’m not
But, I am i’m feelin’ as if I’m all in
They say that rapping is my calling I
Just feel like I’m some bastard alcoholic
Who drink, get shit-faced
And I’m back over the toilet
I can’t call it why? Nigga, I might spoil it
It’s not fair
We out there they rap about it and live
They act like it ain’t
But nigga that’s what it is
If you really did what you said
You would’ve been dead
With ten in your head or on the
Feds with me in yo’ bed
Me, I’ve moved on i was
Doing wrong for too long
Torn, watchin’ Satan
Miseducatin’ the newborn
Read the Qur’an, check Atrocity out in Pelan
Catch me at the Mosque on Tremont
Bombin an Imam i'm out there

Out there… (Out there, out there, out there)
Every day, man… In the street, man
(In the street you know)
Teaching the youngsters, know what’m saying?
(And strugglin', scufflin' trying to survive)
(Out there, out there, out there)
This your boy Saigon in the building with
My nigga, fuckin’ Whoo Kid, my nigga
Just Blaze… (In the street you know)
It’s the invasion, we taking
Over the fuckin’ street, nigga
(And strugglin', scufflin' trying to survive)

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