ImprompTwo - Outside lyrics

[Hook]: Why they tryna take from me? Just tryna find a way for me Hope I supply a plate for we This life is miles away from we But I can't go outside (I can't stand the rain on my window) But I can't go outside (Like I'm from that place where the wind blow) I can't go outside (I can see the pain from my window) I can't go outside (Hope I can sustain when the wind blow) No, I can't go out side Verse (Sip Jackson): It's like this here: It rains in the six yearly Though I can't see clearly, I whip it in sixth gear I'm drowning in vices for all the minutes I sit here This fire I'm lighting is like the temp that I spit near To the rifle I'm writing for all the cyphers I'll rip And all of the shows I'll expose em to all the bull that they mishear Cuz they shootin the shooter; prey becoming the predator It's likely vendetta will be the image they paint clear They murdering children with conscience clear as a summer sky And flushing the evidence. Got the nerve to still wonder why We ain't f**in wit them. Cuz we ain't f**ing wit them Cuz darker skin is the signal to say he clutching to them And buckshots in the stomach is just like cuffing to them With thanks given commission is like the stuffing to them So, I be puffin' that hemp and filling cups to the brim Hope they ain't slamming when Pippen is standing under the rim [Hook] Verse (Cale Charles): I had a dream I never made it there Endeavored severe weather, and paid the fare f** it, I'd blaze a square, if I smoked them These words so true, I felt naked, bare when I wrote them I share my wear and tear, hoping you can compare and quote them Don't need a pair of open eyes to stare, engulf in fires. Nightmares I cope with sh**, I just wanna be remembered As more than a wanna-be or pretender who was hindered by his blind ambition Pa**ing time casting lines in a pond there ain't a God damn fish in For a life like a damn fiction. Got a knife, and my hand's itching And, my strife turns this ambition to damn friction I got the drive but the plan's missing. That or the transmission Since Keys died, I take flight with what's in my hand, twisted And, I never used to do that That's why that Easy Rider, I'm forever cruising to that And hope the homie knew that whenever n***as said Keys was going places, I said true that. (Keys Jingle) [Hook]