The Outsiders (feat. K.Y.D.)

Xerost8 Music A doobie burnin' in the ashtray, I'm zoned out with the beat knockin' I ain't flexin' with the bread I'm on a sectional instead I got Exo in my head and he beatboxing I'm bout to wreck it, get the cred, are the streets watching Bout to have you sweating like I was when I was detoxing Forgot that music was my drug, so I popped Oxy Not shocking, took hits but was not boxing Become a topic or microscopic, I Fucking rock it or hit the mosh pit, I Take deposits or hit the market (Fuck it) I rent the cockpit cause everybody pilots Everybody lights it up, everybody riots Everybody tats Fear God on their druggy eyelids Everybody wants to fit in, you wouldn't like us It's time everybody knows we're the outsiders We're the outsiders You don't have to invite us Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers You gonna get murdered by us Red Hot Chili Pepper like Anthony Kiedis Fuck the stage up like I stick my penis in two Arenas Ask me if I mean it I'll verify these fucking lyrics if you ever put 'em on Genius I won't go down in a wreck, Put it down every set Say you down for the X but talk shit under your breath Hear the sound and effect, on the mound like a Met But every fucking three I toss up always drowns in the net Bout to pound on the desk, get a crown and a check And drop banger after banger til they fuck with the X Only Xerost8 Music can be found in the deck Birdman hand rub, I'm all about the respect (Yeah put it on my name, Can't put out the flame) I'm back to kill everybody and then I'm out the game Come and catch a roundhouse and a superman punch Now let me see if you can stand up Stupid man, Who da man? Dude can slam dunk Come and catch a 2 piece, I'm doubting you can land one You'll be laying outside (with The Outsiders) Mason City, Northside if you doubt my words We're the outsiders You don't have to invite us Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers You gonna get murdered by us Let's go, you got a beat from Exo? Heck no No X and O's, been repping X from the get go Fucking up my opposites, I'm one of Masons best though Coming for your esophagus like a case of strep throat Put my nuts on your drum set like a Step Bro Call me Kyd, this right here is that Are We There Yet? Flow Undertaker, they want me to come back from the dead so I've been swimming in that deep water one with the breaststroke Got em screaming trav like Kylie Jenner it's time for dinner Better pay or this AR will decide your gender Relapse on wack shit, this rap game like Demi Lovato Better empty the bottle or this semi you'll swallow Demi God of bravado, got it? I'm hotter than hollows You can Pet Dick, I'm bout to squash em, you got em Aguado Hotter than Hot Lotto and lava, the top of the rank I'm gassed up and there ain't even a drop in the tank But you can cash an Outsider outside Get on your knees and open your mouth wide We're the outsiders You don't have to invite us Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers You gonna get murdered by us