Lyrics Stained - Joe Budden

I'm on the outside, I'm looking in
I can see through you, see your true colours
Inside you're ugly, ugly like me
I can see through you, see through the real you
(It's, it's what? It's that On Top)

Niggas said the only cat I care about is myself
When shit's thick, don't nobody's whereabouts but myself
When you're faced with it all and your back's against the wall
You'll be listenin' but all you hear about is yourself
Tell me what you supposed to do when yourself ain't reliable
You're lookin' in the mirror but yourself ain't desirable
Need another nigga besides yourself on the side of you
Can't listen to yourself, now all he do is lie to you

Now tell me who's supposed to have your best interest?
When shit ain't lookin' up, you start havin' less interest (yeah)
Tryin' to leave the hood but the slugs keep comin'
Keep chasin' the buck but the buck keep runnin'
I don't trust nobody, I don't love nobody
I don't fuck with nobody but me, I can't lose
No moves'll be funny and I never let myself down
How so? I don't expect too much from me

I'm on the outside, I'm looking in
I can see through you, see your true colours
It's more like R&B rap clued in here, can't really categorise it
Dim my lights a little bit, look here, we still got church on his back
It's what- is he dead on top?

I'm everything the hip hop critics try to slight
Got no problem bringin' out the shit that hip hop hides
So I do the club shit for the blind, they can't see
You write some substance and sometimes they can't read (nah)
Needle in the haystack, hidden jewel the most
So fly, down to earth, he's so cool to most
A regular hood nigga with his two the most
And he's so smart, he's stupid, still a fool to most

Tell me how could somebody so sane, be so off
So normal, he's not, it's strange, he's so lost
And you're lookin' for someone to blame, there's no fault
Not for you feelin' all this pain, there's no source
Eyes open, can't blink right now, I can't think right now
Bartender, need a drink right now
Pen movin' but there's not enough ink right now
Not a ship you can't sink right now

I'm on the outside and I'm looking in (just keep floatin')
Nigga be tryin' to knock me down and shit
My niggas real negative and shit
I ain't really good on negative shit
Sure niggas get stupid, it's about being a productive member of society
Making money, getting the paper
If you ain't about that then fuck nigga, you can suck my dick

Look here
T-shirt filthy nigga, eyes lookin' like a guilty nigga
Beard look like he a Philly nigga
Fistball like somebody tryna steal me nigga
I pour my heart out on wax, you gotta feel me nigga
And no over the counter that can heal me nigga
Gun cocked like there's some nigga tryna kill me nigga
And try whatever it is you tryna deal me nigga
'Less they got some new shit that might grill me nigga

I pulled up like like, break me off, peel me nigga
The games short like I owe you, bill me nigga
Unless you're a thick bitch that might appeal to me nigga
Naw don't beat me down, don't drill me nigga
I'm like really nigga, I'm too ill to these niggaz
How long you think this game gonna conceal me nigga?
Even if I don't scan a few milli' my nigga
I fell and got up and I'm still me nigga

I'm on the outside, I'm looking in (know what I mean)
I can see through you
I don't even wanna be around that long and shit
Long enough to take care of my family and shit
Make sure those traitor's alright, make my mom in the game and I'm out
I'ma leave all this shit to my nigga killa BH man
Niggas ain't ready for my lil' young dude, got him under the wing

Teaching my lil' nigga some shit
Get a nigga on my fam, this shit, let him hold rap down
For about ten, fifteen years, know what I mean?
I ain't got livin'
Little too stressful for me, I don't need no motherfuckin' grey hair
Shit, killer BH with me
Yessir

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