Outside Looking In by Tommy Gold Lyrics
[Verse 1: Tommy Gold]
This world is full of people trying to make a livin'
We get a job same thing, but it feels different and
Sometimes I feel like I can't settle for that
I gotta do better so I can live on forever
Cause we spend our days from the outside looking in
Settin' these expectations and waitin' for it to culminate
They know I rip shit, ever since an infant
My pants hang low, they sayin' that I'm a misfit
Slick Rick high up off the piff twist
New school lyrics but it feels like some vintage
You know the image
A young don livin' in a world of pawns
The wait is over I'm takin' over like Genghis Kahn
I got an army so beware it's a new military
Eyes on a mill goin' nowhere like sedentary
Ye told me to Watch The Throne
Decided to build my own
And now I'mma let them have it
Cause y'all been gettin' a loan
[Verse 2: Tommy Gold]
I'm a smooth criminal on beat breaks
Nasty like Nas
Keep goin' and then I pause
My flow is Illmatic
Gave her the Johnson, she said it's Magic
Automatic rapping fantastic
That's that double entendré
Trying to eat like an entree
3k replays got me feeling like André,
You're just an Outkast
Casting out for fishes
Alone on the road to riches
Now my wishes ain't fictitious
They're looking actual
Tactical and mathematical
16 Bars that will turn a hater fanatical
What can I say, I'm a lyrical miracle
She gives me dome 'till I'm spherical
Praise me on something spiritual
Oh God
All praise to the most high
Write it, record it, run it back then export it, hit the web and import it
You really don't know who you're messing with
A specialist speaking and teaching messages
[Verse 3: Tommy Gold]
They can't handle the truth like a spoonful of cinnamon
And I know that I'm a sinner man dividends that I'm swimmin' in
Got me feeling like it's crunch time
I gotta EAT it's always lunch time when I rhyme
It's the Golden Child, Tommy 24 Karats
I guess I made it apparent I spit Grizzly but can you bear it?
It's like a mix between Big L, Jay, and Pun, Ye and Sean Combs
Or Biggie Before the jump
I'm cutting records
Like Scarface with the yayo
Sitting on leather seats, the same color as Mayo
"Ayo, Ayo how you keep it so real?"
Independent livin' I do it without a deal
I'm just doin' what I feel
And buildin' wealth on my own two
Feet but you still stay frontin' like I owe you
Digging through the crates and putting blood on the samples
Dabblin' letters scrabblin'
Leading by example
This world is full of people trying to make a livin'
We get a job same thing, but it feels different and
Sometimes I feel like I can't settle for that
I gotta do better so I can live on forever
Cause we spend our days from the outside looking in
Settin' these expectations and waitin' for it to culminate
They know I rip shit, ever since an infant
My pants hang low, they sayin' that I'm a misfit
Slick Rick high up off the piff twist
New school lyrics but it feels like some vintage
You know the image
A young don livin' in a world of pawns
The wait is over I'm takin' over like Genghis Kahn
I got an army so beware it's a new military
Eyes on a mill goin' nowhere like sedentary
Ye told me to Watch The Throne
Decided to build my own
And now I'mma let them have it
Cause y'all been gettin' a loan
[Verse 2: Tommy Gold]
I'm a smooth criminal on beat breaks
Nasty like Nas
Keep goin' and then I pause
My flow is Illmatic
Gave her the Johnson, she said it's Magic
Automatic rapping fantastic
That's that double entendré
Trying to eat like an entree
3k replays got me feeling like André,
You're just an Outkast
Casting out for fishes
Alone on the road to riches
Now my wishes ain't fictitious
They're looking actual
Tactical and mathematical
16 Bars that will turn a hater fanatical
What can I say, I'm a lyrical miracle
She gives me dome 'till I'm spherical
Praise me on something spiritual
Oh God
All praise to the most high
Write it, record it, run it back then export it, hit the web and import it
You really don't know who you're messing with
A specialist speaking and teaching messages
[Verse 3: Tommy Gold]
They can't handle the truth like a spoonful of cinnamon
And I know that I'm a sinner man dividends that I'm swimmin' in
Got me feeling like it's crunch time
I gotta EAT it's always lunch time when I rhyme
It's the Golden Child, Tommy 24 Karats
I guess I made it apparent I spit Grizzly but can you bear it?
It's like a mix between Big L, Jay, and Pun, Ye and Sean Combs
Or Biggie Before the jump
I'm cutting records
Like Scarface with the yayo
Sitting on leather seats, the same color as Mayo
"Ayo, Ayo how you keep it so real?"
Independent livin' I do it without a deal
I'm just doin' what I feel
And buildin' wealth on my own two
Feet but you still stay frontin' like I owe you
Digging through the crates and putting blood on the samples
Dabblin' letters scrabblin'
Leading by example