Artist: Royce Da 5'9" f/ Marsha Ambrosius, Robert Glasper * Album: Book of Ryan Song: Outside Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com * Robert Glasper only features on intruments - no vocals [Intro: Royce's son] + (Royce Da 5'9") I was also gon' ask about your fear as an individual (mm-hmm) You know, it's-it's plenty of people feel a sense of security around you and kinda lean on you (right) You ever feel like a certain amount of pressure from that? Do you ever get afraid? (Of course I do, I mean everybody gets afraid sometimes) What possibly could make you afraid? What are you afraid of? {*echoes*} [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm afraid, I'm afraid Sometimes I'm even afraid to admit, I'm afraid I'm afraid, I'm afraid, of the weight of my problems Haters workin overtime, 8 or 9 jobs worth All these wanted ski masks niggaz Old basketball shorts under jean ass niggaz Need to know, I'm a product of a dead poet rhyming at his low Equals Mya Angelou, my emphatic flow can rise the status quo Lyin on the padded floor, addict at it's best Eradicated from the fabricated Afraid of the thought of releasin music that's indicative of where I'm at in life Will they like it? Will they hate it? The better question is if they hate it, is you down to pay the price? I'll look you right in your eyes, say "You motherfuckin right" Don't bother me with adversity, I conquered more ground than King Kong could All I think about these days is mom good Cause she diabetic, my daddy just had a cancer scare And do he still work at the post office? The answer's yeah I'm introverted, knowin that it's not about I It's bigger problems outside [Marsha Ambrosius] There's a war goin on outside, that no man is safe from You see you can smile but that won't change the color of your skin But I'm the sinner (I'm the sinner) Yet you kick me, punch me, say don't trust me Shoot me down like I'm up to somethin, fuck with me And say I've deceived you But how's that legal? Am I that evil? Why do you hate me? [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm afraid of you goin to college and not acknowledgin I'm your father cause you not proud enough But I fought hard to make sure you never see certain things that I'm a product of It's easy to confuse bein a father with bein a provider but all we got is us And I'm afraid to lose you You the coolest kid I ever saw, she did a good job with you Sometimes I hesitate to take credit for raisin you too Cause all I did was discipline I never taught you to ride a bike but we still a lot alike And you makin music now? I wonder what made you wanna give this a spin You know what I'm about to say next, right? I'm afraid of you drinkin Though I never taught you to swim, I'm afraid of you sinkin I know I taught you to fight, you ain't in condition to win this, you wired different You just ain't the nigga your friends is, it's scientific Not my opinion so you know you genetically predisposed to more than just eatin soul food So I'm afraid of you to try to risk it You in a gene pool with a lot of sick fish And I'm the sickest of them all Alcoholics die when they stop from symptoms of withdrawal Look out the window, tell me what you see Police shootin brothers the color of you and me And they actin like they hate us So you may just wanna love yourself enough to compensate it If I could say this Say this one thing, this one thing non-related You are never, ever, EVER, better than me in basketball (Pffft, hahaha! Yeah right, sure)