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*}