Lyrics Outrageous - Kendrick Lamar
Mic
check,
Ali
The
mic
don't
sound
right
Even
the
shooters
can
get
shot,
get
shot
quick
Even
a
shooter
can
get
shot
(Ali,
get
it
right)
Even
the
shooters
can
get
shot,
get
shot
quick
Even
a
shooter
can
get
shot
Uhh,
tell
'em
I
got
plenty
arson
to
sell
'em
Heat
by
the
fleet,
displaying
it
very
seldom-
Ly,
I
write
till
I
ignite
my
cerebellum
Close
to
the
(pen)
like
I
had
three
felons
Come
from
a
city
where
niggas
show
no
remorse
And
a
corpse
is
just
another
homi'
taking
it's
course
Of
course
my
dream
was
to
play
in
the
final
four
Till
twelfth
grade
came
and
I
was
only
five-four
So
now
I'm
a
graduate
looking
to
get
hired
My
pops
knew
a
security
job,
he
inquired
But
ignorance
is
bliss,
that's
what
I
was
told
I
stopped,
dropped
and
rolled
when
somebody
yelled
fired
Now
there
goes
another
black
boy
unemployed
With
a
lot
of
free
time,
which
means
he's
vulnerable
To
run
into
a
lot
of
crime,
I
wrote
it
in
my
rhymes
And
when
I
left
the
porch
this
is
what
I
realised
Even
the
shooters
can
get
shot,
get
shot
quick
Even
a
shooter
can
get
shot
{yeah,
yeah,
yeah}
Even
the
shooters
can
get
shot,
get
shot
quick
Even
a
shooter
can
get
shot
{yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
so
what's
up?}
(These
streets
ain't
none
to
play
with
It
could
get
outrageous
Got
burners,.45s
and
gauges
That
could
really
get
outrageous)
So
I'm
thinking
to
myself,
what's
next?
My
security
job
only
got
me
like
two
checks
My
pops
disappointed,
told
me
I'm
fucking
up
Irresponsible
and
I
needed
some
growing
up
I
told
him
I
would
go
back,
knowing
I
wouldn't
go
back
Working
a
nine-to-five
is
something
I
couldn't
stomach
Surrounded
by
the
violence,
all
the
goons
and
the
goblins
With
ninety-nine
problems
I
still
kept
it
one-hundred
These
streets
can
be
rather
manipulating
Especially
when
you're
black
and
just
turned
eighteen
So
what's
a
kid
to
do,
when
you're
fresh
out
of
school
And
the
negatives
of
the
world
constantly
following
you?
Not
to
mention
a
local
henchman,
Compton
sheriffs
all
like
terrorists
Osama
with
badges
that
talk
arrogant
That
boy
fifteen
fifteen
and
he
holding
a.45
Thirty
years
apart,
thirty
years
before
he
realised
Uhh,
soon
as
the
beat
drop
I
bet
some
heat
pop,
on
a
block
close
to
you
Like
a
relative,
you
sipping
Belvedere
While
these
niggas
planning
to
rob
Mr.
Belvedere,
yeah
I'm
a
good
kid
tryna
stay
righteous
as
Martin
Luther
But
it
seems
like
all
my
friends
eventually
become
shooters
And
niggas
banking
on
you
is
something
that
you'll
get
used
to
You
can
either
fight
back
or
run
home
and
grab
your
Ruger
Whatever
you
do,
just
make
sure
that
you
willing
to
do
it
Being
too
indecisive
can
get
you
killed
inside
your
Buick
Cause
you
stopped
at
the
light,
five
minutes
from
midnight
With
no
tinted
windows,
that
nigga
surely
had
shot
through
it
You
tell
me
you
listening,
but
you
don't
hear
the
music
Call
you
Billy
Hoyle
when
turmoil
was
near
This
is
the
realest
right
here,
when
I
lost
my
very
first
job
My
pops
said
"why?
",
I
said
I
couldn't
aim
for
the
sky
Cause
even
shooters
can
get
shot,
get
shot
These
streets
ain't
none
to
play
with
It
could
get
outrageous
Got
burners,.45s
and
gauges
That
could
really
get
outrageous
![Kendrick Lamar - Found Myself](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/k/8/2/6/z3_sr4628k.jpg)
1 My People
2 Infamous Haze
3 Outrageous
4 Don't Understand
5 21
6 Blessed
7 Birds and the Beez
8 Rigamortus (Remix)
9 Do It Again
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