Tyga - Intro (Outraged And Underage) lyrics
Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tyga - Intro Outraged And Underage lyrics]
Tyga, are you ashamed of
The things you've done?
I havnt done im ashamed of
All the people youve hurt? Hmmm
So you don't feel any remorse?
Remorse for what?
You people have done everything
In the world to me
Doesnt that give me eaqual right?
I can do anything I want to
To you people at anytime
I want to because thats what
You've done to me if you spit in my face and
Smack me in the mouth and
Throw me in solitarty confinement
For nothing what
Do you thinks gonna happpen when
I get out of here?
So you don't feel guilty at all?
Theres no need to feel guilty
I havnt done anything im ashamed
Of maybe i havnt done
Enough I might be ashamed of
That for not doing enough
For not giving enough
For not being more perceptive
For not being aware enough
For not understanding, for eh being stupid
Maybe I should of killed four
Five hundred people then
I would of felt better
Then i would of felt like i
Really offerd society something
You know if I wanted to
Kill somebody I'd kick this
And beat you to death with it
And I wouldn't feel a thing uh!
I'm outraged and underage Tyga
Straight out the cage
The faceplate badge on the louis suitcase
Boom base when the sound spray, bang!
Every hurse killer reherse no sounds stay
I milk hoes like a cows taste
Chandoliers in my living space
Symbolising the good life half fake
The hoes half bake all at my shows with the
Smiley face big bank cheque
Little bank in this rat race
Per say coby swag im past tryna get
Twenty four eggs with the ice lace
I'm gettin the same cake
The president make beyond
Bad things never care what the
Mass say never what the maths says
Them chips really ain't safe in the
Safe, bam bam a flintsone a
Problem man across the
Street make you hold your own hand
Feel fear nigga this close to your ear nigga
Flowin this when the ribbon hit ya
Hard like the liquor hit ya whats the
Diference grey goose duck duck shoot
In the same minite, a lace minites
No gang bang niggers
Just a gang of money with a gang
Of niggers, gang of strippers
Gang of grippers
When them gang niggers start trippin
Sounds ridiculos street symphony
But i don't party with the enemy
Just a lot of love
Hate niggers staring at me
These jelousy arrows just aiming at me
Im'a take three then vers em all on the beat
Black beast the most beautiful thing
In me mixed with
Some asian came in freash off a space ship
Sunny ass chain on my bright days slave shit
Shit im outaged and underage bitch!
I'm outaged and underaged
I'm outaged and underage bitch!
The things you've done?
I havnt done im ashamed of
All the people youve hurt? Hmmm
So you don't feel any remorse?
Remorse for what?
You people have done everything
In the world to me
Doesnt that give me eaqual right?
I can do anything I want to
To you people at anytime
I want to because thats what
You've done to me if you spit in my face and
Smack me in the mouth and
Throw me in solitarty confinement
For nothing what
Do you thinks gonna happpen when
I get out of here?
So you don't feel guilty at all?
Theres no need to feel guilty
I havnt done anything im ashamed
Of maybe i havnt done
Enough I might be ashamed of
That for not doing enough
For not giving enough
For not being more perceptive
For not being aware enough
For not understanding, for eh being stupid
Maybe I should of killed four
Five hundred people then
I would of felt better
Then i would of felt like i
Really offerd society something
You know if I wanted to
Kill somebody I'd kick this
And beat you to death with it
And I wouldn't feel a thing uh!
I'm outraged and underage Tyga
Straight out the cage
The faceplate badge on the louis suitcase
Boom base when the sound spray, bang!
Every hurse killer reherse no sounds stay
I milk hoes like a cows taste
Chandoliers in my living space
Symbolising the good life half fake
The hoes half bake all at my shows with the
Smiley face big bank cheque
Little bank in this rat race
Per say coby swag im past tryna get
Twenty four eggs with the ice lace
I'm gettin the same cake
The president make beyond
Bad things never care what the
Mass say never what the maths says
Them chips really ain't safe in the
Safe, bam bam a flintsone a
Problem man across the
Street make you hold your own hand
Feel fear nigga this close to your ear nigga
Flowin this when the ribbon hit ya
Hard like the liquor hit ya whats the
Diference grey goose duck duck shoot
In the same minite, a lace minites
No gang bang niggers
Just a gang of money with a gang
Of niggers, gang of strippers
Gang of grippers
When them gang niggers start trippin
Sounds ridiculos street symphony
But i don't party with the enemy
Just a lot of love
Hate niggers staring at me
These jelousy arrows just aiming at me
Im'a take three then vers em all on the beat
Black beast the most beautiful thing
In me mixed with
Some asian came in freash off a space ship
Sunny ass chain on my bright days slave shit
Shit im outaged and underage bitch!
I'm outaged and underaged
I'm outaged and underage bitch!