Текст песни Akinyele - Outta State
Akinyele - Outta State слова песни
[Extra P] Yeah.. yeah.. everything`s real!Chorus: AkinyeleI got all my life to liveand I got so much love to giveBut I gotta survive, and make papes outta stateI`m ready to make papes outta state, manI got all my life to liveand I got so much love to giveBut I gotta survive, and make papes outta stateI`m ready to make papes outta state[Akinyele]Ak to the Nel to the LE, I`m tryin hard as hellto pick my future before my future picks meTwenty-one years of AGE, not with minimum WAGEDon`t ever seem like I`ma get paid rhymin on the STAGECollege, I always dreamt of tryin it; the only problem hereI don`t seem to meet financial aid requirementsLocked writin rhymes in the crib -- when would I get out?Seems like I`m pushin yo a hip-hop bidAt home the vibes don`t feel rightMy parents keep lookin at me as if I`m some type of parasiteMy moms seperated from her spouseThe oldest of two kids, it`s my job to play man of the houseThat means gettin off my ASS, makin immediate CASHThat broke shit, save it for an orthopedic CASTI get road maps, learned the interstateShit I`m headed out state to make papes; manChorus[Akinyele]I`m ready to get up on a scam tripThe I-95 outta state to make the damn loot flip!First I need a crackhead with a credit cardSo he can head uptown and purchase me a rented carJust make sure that it`s blackAnd take off the rearview mirrors cause it ain`t no lookin backI`m goin one deep, in the driver`s seatThrowin the vegetarian book cause I`m ready for beefI got a three-hundred and fifty-seven, faren-degrees-heitof HEAT, better known as a burner on the STREETCool, I got the keys to the CARAccelerate on the gas, and have the rubber burn upon the TAR, I`m out to get money real FARI hear my moms voice, {singing} "I`m wishin on a star!!"But I got to go far ma! {sing} "But I could wonder where you are!"On the streets just DELIVERIN, packagesso I can just relax and get some type of LIVINThink that it is when it ISN`TEasy to see a family, suffer from povery, as bein GIVENMan, like heck, and when I get backI`ma rip up them welfare checksI got a new nine to five mom, so don`t wait up lateMy job`s located outta stateChorus[Akinyele]I reached my destiny and my goalI done flashed right past the dumb-ass highway patrolIf everything goes well I`m in it to win itI`m tryin to find a hotel so I can rest up for a minuteA round of crackheads gonna show me -- neighborhood clowns fear me up and down cause they really don`t know meBut all my hits, I see them scopin out the clipThey wanna get open, I can let shit rip!Whatever is broke got to be fixed, twenty dimes and nicksStep into my house made of bricksMy man gave me work, home on creditYou think that I`m comin back? Tch, black he can forget itCause I got moves to BAKE, no time to be FAKEBad enough gotta watch out for a SNAKE called JAKEMoney nonstop, kept in the hushAt twelve o`clock, I`ma catch, huh, the midnight busAnd watch the dough flow like waterI`m not Taco Bell but hell I`ma make a run for the borderI feel odd, like a extraterrestrial left aloneA calling card number, so I could phone hometo let my people know my mission went greaton my great escape to outta stateRest in peace to my little brother Donnie BoyRest in peace to my man RakimRest in peace to my man, named UnderstandingRest in peace, umm, to AtibaRest in peace to my man Wilson from Exena StreetRest in peace, to all my other peepsAlso rest in peace, to my man T-BoneYou know I ain`t forget youYeah yeah, and I`m.. and I`m.. and I`m..and I`m.. and I`m OUT!! *echoes*