Artist: Joey Cool f/ Ces Cru, JL (B.Hood), Tech N9ne
Album:  Swank Sinatra
Song:   Out There
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Joey Cool]
Any-body, in the, place?
... I really, need to, venti-late
... Can any-body, hear me, now?
... I feel like, I'm in, outer, space
... I feel like, I've been, over-thinkin
Feel like, I've been, over-drinkin; man I'm, over, bein, single
Man I'm, over, minglin, don't nobody care about love
Sick and tired of bein in a club, everybody tryin to run
Tryin to be the man, tryin to run shit
But most of y'all just end up on some dumb shit
(Dumb shit, dumb shit, dumb shit)
Bump this loud when you wanna prove somethin
Coolie out there kickin it at every single function
Gang bangarang, lil' nigga got gumption
Cigarette smokin, heavy alcohol consumption
Bring it to me then if a nigga want somethin
Give me 'bout a year and I won't owe nobody nothin
Matter fact I'll get it, finna speak, end of discussion
Coolie in the building
Double triple homicide shit when I kill them
God-given talent so it's God that has willed him
Let a nigga live, I don't care if you don't feel them
But you gon' give me my respect here
Everybody pointin to who next here
I don't wanna talk about it next year
Y'all gon' wanna place a fuckin bet here
Yeah!

[JL]
I've been, gettin, super, high
... Medi-cation, uti-lize
... Tryna, shuffle, through the, lies
... Nothin, had me, too sur-prised
... Tryin, to con-nect the, dots
Rollin, smokin, takin, shots; I can, not con-trol my, thoughts
Prayin, hope it, stops, do these people love you like they say they do?
Any sign of weakness and they label you
But now I feel unbreakable, hate I gravitate to what's available
You stay or learn my ways is situational
... Bitch~!
But why the fuck you think I'm 'bout to play with you?
Unstable, the wait has made me pain and made me relate-able
The break-up was in the way of wakin up, wasn't able to
Could've been fatal, too emotional, one mistake or two
Could've made me blow and go touch a hoe like a plate of food
I'm no longer tellin my homies "Hold up and wait a few"
Momma grew hostile, tossin Rosé over a plate of food
Huh, and we all eatin
Have a ball with y'all, crampin, my jaw cheesin
Door's open, we all bustin, we all squeezin
I'm on and no off button, no off season
Balls deep, I lost sleep, was lost even
Lift off, lift y'all drink, it all sink in
It's legit, everybody know that we can spit
I just hope somebody give a shit
Nigga!

[Chorus: Joey Cool]
Tell me is there anybody out there (out there, out there, out there, yeah)
Tell me is there anybody feelin me
I don't know what's real
Damn it, everybody's so ill (yeah)
They don't want me climbin to the top
They don't wanna know what's real (yeah yeah)
But I got a problem sittin still
Ain't no fuckin way I'm finna chill, nigga (nigga, nigga, nigga)
Tell me is there anybody out there (out there, out there, out there)
Tell me is there anybody feelin me (yeah yeah)
I don't know what's real
Damn it, everybody's so ill (ill)
They don't want me climbin to the top
They don't wanna know what's real (yeah yeah)
But I got a problem sittin still
Ain't no fuckin way I'm finna chill
Is there anybody out there? (Out there, out there, out there)

[Ubiquitous]
When the fuck will, all these, rappers, learn?
... Family, first, is that ab-surd?
... Nothing's, sacred, had you, heard
... Motherfucker, say the, magic, word
... I can't, enter-tain it
Lookin for love and now you lookin for someone famous
I been to where you couldn't care what my fuckin name is
Switch it and bait it, boy I bet these bitches would take it
Tellin your friends and now your friends are sayin we dated
Lucky for them I'm never sayin nothin, I'm faded
Put it in public, let me put you up on the latest
I know a lot of ladies and they be swallowin babies
They let you test drive the labia like Mercedes
Goin down like a two-dollar whore for a dollar-eighty
Callin me crazy names and un-follow my page, we live in a hater age
where e'rybody lie, bitches be playin games
Pickin over your posts, pictures on layaway
Be careful where you stickin yo' dick on the day-to-day
Cause you don't ever know what they mix in the mayonnaise
Ha! That's why we pray
Elephant in the room, anything but the AIDS
They sell it in the streets, it's elementary to me
The element of surprise, have you celibate as a priest
I, take 'em to church, see me preachin the word
All these hoes are offended and I ain't even concerned
They lied to me and I learned, breathe the air in and clear it
A tree falls in the forest with nobody there to hear it
Why, would I ever fear it? Ah, so serious

[Godemis]
Every-body, gather, 'round
... Father-fuck the, under-ground (ughh~!)
... Usin, every, verb and, noun
... Did I, need to, write this, down?
I don't give a runny fuck, I live it up until I'm dead
Dyin in my sleep, so my coffin doubles as a bed
Why are they competin? See we eatin, yeah we gettin fed
Goin heavy metal with the chair and level in the red
Swear to God I thought all of you's an onomatopoeia
Life is a bitch, and the word is she got gonorrhea
I don't need an enemy pretendin to be into me
Got everybody huddled 'round the table like it's D and D
U-B-I the P.N.C., we don't see the E-N-D
Comin short of what, mom and pop had wanted me to be dee-dee-dee-dee
Didn't wanna try to rhyme with me to beat
Fuck it, I'ma kill 'em, dedicatin this to Sean P
You're gonna need an army, tryna battle scar me
We've been playin fatherfuckers ever since Atari
How the hell you plan on revvin up without a car key?
If that's the situation you ain't never gonna start me
Not hardly, you Barbie, who are we's irrelevant
Couldn't overstay 'em with the zombie's intelligence
Hard as the metal gets, scarred for the hell of it
I'll admit I hit skins just for the smell I get
I'm feelin cozy with my back to the wall
Would it be nothin but luck if I happen to ball?
No way to even Q&A, what happened to y'all?
I'm the same dude but I practice natural law
Eat a dick motherfucker

[Chorus]

[Tech N9ne]
Every-thing is, workin, fine
... Only, when on, music, time
... Did I, do too, many, crimes
... when I, was a, younger N9ne?
... Never, is e-nough for, niggaz
Especially, when you, are the, giver, staring, at my, trigger
Thinkin somethin menacing, get away from this crazy life and the sin it brings
Heart is heavy, hell is havin it hemorrhaging
This type of feelin lately had been a thing, end the king
Family don't want me, they just want me to not have anything
Take all of my money, take my livelihood from me
Lettin other people run me, now I'm the motherfuckin dummy
Years of money depleted, guess I'm just supposed to eat it
IRS already took it, so why would y'all go repeat it?
But I'm the one gettin hate mail, I already get so many bruh
When I'm givin everything and they never spend a penny for
nothin, my son had said his mother got schizophrenia
Just like my momma, all this drama with a pistol, give me a
break, motherfucker! I ACHE, motherfucker!
Cause ain't too many fuckin with Aaron Yates, motherfucker!
Awakin November 8th to some hate for the brother
Here to make sure that everybody ATE, muh'fucker
Dyin a lonely geezer
May I please leave? Make my seized money retrievers
Angel but treated like Ebeneezer, momma's sickness it freed her
Now my younger daughter is havin seizures
Is anybody OUT THERE?!

{*heartbeat then flatline*}