Out There

[Verse 1: Joey Cool] Anybody in the place? I really need to ventilate Can anybody hear me now? I feel like I'm in outer space I feel like I've been over-thinkin' Feel like I 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 ya'll just end up on some dumb shit Bump this loud when we 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 o' fact, I'll get it, finna speak, end of discussion Coolie in the building Double, triple homicide shit when I killed them God-given talent, so it's God that has willed them Let a nigga live, I don't care if he 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 Ya'll gon' wanna place a fucking bet here (Yeah!) [Verse 2: JL] I've been gettin' super high Medication utilize Try'na shuffle through the lies Nothing had me too surprised Tryin' to connect the dots Rollin', smokin', taking shots I can not control 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 way, it's 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, I 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 telling my homies "Hold up and wait a few" Momma grew hostile, tossin' rosé over a plate of food And we all eatin' Have a ball with yall, crampin'', my jaw cheesin' Threw us over, we all bustin', we all squeezin' I'm on a no off button, no off season Balls deep, my lost sleep was lost even Lift off, lift yall drink, it all syncin' It's legit, everybody know that we can spit I just hope somebody give a shit Nigga! [Hook: Joey Cool] Tell me, is there anybody out there? Tell me, is there anybody feeling me? I don't know what's real Dammit, everybody so ill They don't want me climbing to the top They don't wanna know what's real But I gotta problem sittin' still Ain't no fuckin' where I'm finna chill Nigga Tell me, is there anybody out there? Tell me, is there anybody feeling me? I don't know what's real Dammit, everybody so ill They don't want me climbing to the top They don't wanna know what's real But I gotta problem sittin' still Ain't no fuckin' where I'm finna chill Is there anybody out there? [Verse 3: Ubiquitous] When the fuck will all these rappers learn? Family first, is that absurd? Nothing sacred had you heard Motherfucka say the magic word I can't entertain it Lookin' for love, and now you lookin' for someone famous I been to where you couldn't care what my fucking name is Switch it and bait it, boy, I bet these bitches would take it Tellin' your friends, and now your friends are saying we're dated Lucky for them, I'm never saying nothing, I'm faded Put it in public, let me put you up on the latest I know a lot of ladies and they be swallowing babies They let you test drive the labia like Mercedes' Going down like a two dolla whore for a dolla-eighty Calling me crazy names and un-follow my page, we live in a hater age Where everybody lie, bitches be playing games, pickin' over your posts Bitches on layaway Be careful where you sticking your dick on the day-to-day Cause ya'll don't ever know what they mix in the mayonnaise 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 celebate as a priest Take 'em to church, see me preaching the word All these hoes are offended and I ain't even concerned They lied to me and I learned Breath the air in and clear it A tree falls in the forest with nobody there to hear it Why would I ever fear it? [Verse 4: Godemis] Everybody gather 'round Father-fuck the underground Using every verb and noun Did I need'a 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 they competin? See we eatin' yeah we gettin' fed Going 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 penance-y, we don't see the E-N-T Coming 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, dedicating this to Sean P You're gonna need an army, try'na battle scar me We've been playing father-fuckers every since Atari How the hell you plan on revvin' up without a car key? If that's the situation, you ain't ever gonna starve me Now hardy, 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 feeling cozy with my back to the wall Would it be nothing but luck if I happen to ball No way to even Q&A, what happened to ya'll? I'm the same dude, but I practice natural law Eat a dick, motherfucker [Hook: Joey Cool] Tell me, is there anybody out there? Tell me, is there anybody feeling me? I don't know what's real Dammit, everybody so ill They don't want me climbing to the top They don't wanna know what's real But I gotta problem sittin' still Ain't no fuckin' where I'm finna chill Nigga Tell me, is there anybody out there? Tell me, is there anybody feeling me? I don't know what's real Dammit, everybody so ill They don't want me climbing to the top They don't wanna know what's real But I gotta problem sittin' still Ain't no fuckin' where I'm finna chill Is there anybody out there? [Verse 5: Tech N9ne] Everything is working fine Only when on music time Did I do too many crimes When I was a younger N9ne? Never is enough for niggas Especially when you are the giver staring at my trigger Thinkin' something menacing, get away from this crazy life and the sin it brings Heart is heavy, hell is having it hemorrhaging This type of feeling 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 motherfucking dummy Years of money depleted Guess I'm just supposed to eat it IRS already took it, so why would ya'll go repeat it But I'm the one getting hate mail on em i get so many brah When I'm givin' everything, and they never spend a penny fo' Nothin' my son is sad 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 fucking with Aaron Yates, motherfucker Awakin' November 8th to some hate for the brother Here to make sure that everybody ate, motherfucker Dying a lonely geezer May I please leave, make my seized money retrievers Angel, but treated like Ebeneezer Mama's sickness, it freed her Now my younger daughter is having seizures Is anybody out there?!