I Want Out

[Verse 1: Un Pacino]

I was just telling Hav'

These young'n's is over wilding two shootings in two days

And none of it over dollars, have my mind zoned

Somewhere in a different time zone

Y'all can stand under building, I'm tryna buy homes

But I ponder it gradually grab me back, you can put me anywhere

In the world and ill adapt, look

I'm tired of flying to label reps like my niggas all ready to eat

The table's set, I'm tired of corner standing

Piffin the same exit, keep it real I want hills my ninja

Change settings, I want a backyard where pookie can play

I don't care if it cost my life nigga shoot me today

Remember going to the store momma told me to keep the change

I wanna jump in something new tell my momma to keep the Range

My man got shot I had to peddle him home

He couldn't take the pain and caught a heroin jones

[Hook]

This is it I want out

This usually part of the movie where the pistol comes out

Like I said I need change

I need a whole lot of this money and little bit of fame

It's like a ghetto tell tales

I'm tired of camouflaging the corner let me get the next sale

I'm really tryna prosper of a good good rap

Before I leave out the hood I take a good look back

[Verse 2: Havoc]

They say, what don't kill you will kid it'll only make you stronger

And the wrong mistake is a half dead ass doing the coroner

Heavenly father I'm looking into the heavens

My girl think I'm going crazy this nigga going 7th

These days you know the hammer under the pillow

Got a mansion left from the ghetto I'm trapped in the middle

So niggas layed flat like soda without the fizzle

When it rained it poured be lucky it only drizzled

Took my homie under my brella I took him in

He bit me turned around and told me thats how a snake wins

The world we livin in... can't trust a homie far as I can shoot a nigga

Leave me the shit get lonely, homie

Dont speak my name if you don't know me

Most important you *black* the bitches dat shits is corny

Out ya rabid ass mind tryin to run up on me

Don't make have to shoot you wit the 40

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

Yo, thun, I be right back, yeah hold it down G's

While I'm gone get me songs all over the streets

Thats what you call awareness, these niggas put they lil albums out

But nobody cares it's P time to shine

Get dat shit the fuck outta hea I satisfy the custi's

My history at retail, is outstanding

My cd got wings cause it flys off the shelves

While I'm stuck in the bing for the next 80 days

Fuck it I got years it can't get no worse than it already is

I spoke to my nigga Yayo the other day

He told me everybody bumpin H.N.I.C., part 2

And on the youtube, I'm killin'm out there, crazy views

I make a rapper run for his life and drop a gem

This nigga threw his watch so we would stop chasin him

He lucky I was on trial, I woulda stabbed him, he was saw from every angle

All them cameras. fuck it I still won, still undefeated

This nigga tryin to act like he did something, beat it

Your not a gangsta its been proven

Nah, you just a snitch like Frank Lucas

Yous a false prophet, out in the world

While a real nigga like me trapped in a cell

[Hook]