They call me the outsider, that's all I've ever known
You already know the outlands is where I was raised and grown
Now I'm, a stones throw from the place you won't go
Where I come from high chances you walk out and get domed
Streets are safe, now that I be off em
But you pop off wrong and you endin up inside a coffin
Often times it's the guys who sniff too many lines
Now they lined on the side with the chalk pigment white
I fought for freedom but not the way you think I might
Believed in nothing cause it never really felt right
I fought for identity, something you refuse to do
You coming up on the stage the people askin who the f*ck are you?
But the jokes on me, cuz I be the guy in my rhymes
I be the g with the fire but all in unreleased lines
All in underground tracks, a dust covered compilation
The place that I record my tracks is purely isolation.
I come from the outside, whatchu wanna know
I come from the place where nothing can grow
I'm a lone tree rooted in the spot I'm meant to be
But the winds unkind, they beat you physically and mentally
It's a lonely road, not the path I want to walk
The tick tick tickin of the clock means you can't stop
The outlands hard, they made me who I am
So walk in my shoes, we'll see who's the better man
You wanna be a tough guy, that's admirable and all
But who gon be around you when you finally fall
It's a hard tumble down one I know well
From the top it's a long way down to the pits of hell.
You contemplate your life through that, makes you think
What could push me so far that I leapt off the brink
All those nights spent over bathroom sinks
All those times I should've chosen family but instead chose ink.
The mistakes I've made show me the life I've led
The road of my past is filled with triumph and regret
I get real on the track where i normally hide it
Where my thoughts undivided and normally kept silenced
Yo there's pain in my words, you can't tell when I speak
I know I'm only 20 but been tested, I know I'm weak
But I'm gettin it back thanks to beat of the week
The growth is exponential soon I joining the elite.
Still I'm wishin and wondering when it'll end
Curious bout afterlife when I'm dead
Ponderin if I be pullin the trigger the gun to my head
Nah, wake up! I gotta snap out of it
Do it for the people who joked bout my music and doubted it
I come from the outside, whatchu wanna know
I come from the place where nothing can grow
I'm a lone tree rooted in the spot I'm meant to be
But the winds unkind, they beat you physically and mentally
It's a lonely road, not the path I want to walk
The tick tick tickin of the clock means you can't stop
The outlands hard, they made me who I am
So walk in my shoes, we'll see who's the better man
My whole life is a bunch of people who use the oxygen
I give them to breathe but wanna actually cut me down at my knees
Time's running out, get on it
Chop chop
Pathogen - Outlands (feat. Four Oh Tree) Lyrics
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They call me the outsider, that's all I've ever known
You already know the outlands is where I was raised and grown
Now I'm, a stones throw from the place you won't go
Where I come from high chances you walk out and get domed
Streets are safe, now that I be off em
But you pop off wrong and you endin up inside a coffin
Often times it's the guys who sniff too many lines
Now they lined on the side with the chalk pigment white
I fought for freedom but not the way you think I might
Believed in nothing cause it never really felt right
I fought for identity, something you refuse to do
You coming up on the stage the people askin who the f*ck are you?
But the jokes on me, cuz I be the guy in my rhymes
I be the g with the fire but all in unreleased lines
All in underground tracks, a dust covered compilation
The place that I record my tracks is purely isolation.
I come from the outside, whatchu wanna know
I come from the place where nothing can grow
I'm a lone tree rooted in the spot I'm meant to be
But the winds unkind, they beat you physically and mentally
It's a lonely road, not the path I want to walk
The tick tick tickin of the clock means you can't stop
The outlands hard, they made me who I am
So walk in my shoes, we'll see who's the better man
You wanna be a tough guy, that's admirable and all
But who gon be around you when you finally fall
It's a hard tumble down one I know well
From the top it's a long way down to the pits of hell.
You contemplate your life through that, makes you think
What could push me so far that I leapt off the brink
All those nights spent over bathroom sinks
All those times I should've chosen family but instead chose ink.
The mistakes I've made show me the life I've led
The road of my past is filled with triumph and regret
I get real on the track where i normally hide it
Where my thoughts undivided and normally kept silenced
Yo there's pain in my words, you can't tell when I speak
I know I'm only 20 but been tested, I know I'm weak
But I'm gettin it back thanks to beat of the week
The growth is exponential soon I joining the elite.
Still I'm wishin and wondering when it'll end
Curious bout afterlife when I'm dead
Ponderin if I be pullin the trigger the gun to my head
Nah, wake up! I gotta snap out of it
Do it for the people who joked bout my music and doubted it
I come from the outside, whatchu wanna know
I come from the place where nothing can grow
I'm a lone tree rooted in the spot I'm meant to be
But the winds unkind, they beat you physically and mentally
It's a lonely road, not the path I want to walk
The tick tick tickin of the clock means you can't stop
The outlands hard, they made me who I am
So walk in my shoes, we'll see who's the better man
My whole life is a bunch of people who use the oxygen
I give them to breathe but wanna actually cut me down at my knees
Time's running out, get on it
Chop chop
You already know the outlands is where I was raised and grown
Now I'm, a stones throw from the place you won't go
Where I come from high chances you walk out and get domed
Streets are safe, now that I be off em
But you pop off wrong and you endin up inside a coffin
Often times it's the guys who sniff too many lines
Now they lined on the side with the chalk pigment white
I fought for freedom but not the way you think I might
Believed in nothing cause it never really felt right
I fought for identity, something you refuse to do
You coming up on the stage the people askin who the f*ck are you?
But the jokes on me, cuz I be the guy in my rhymes
I be the g with the fire but all in unreleased lines
All in underground tracks, a dust covered compilation
The place that I record my tracks is purely isolation.
I come from the outside, whatchu wanna know
I come from the place where nothing can grow
I'm a lone tree rooted in the spot I'm meant to be
But the winds unkind, they beat you physically and mentally
It's a lonely road, not the path I want to walk
The tick tick tickin of the clock means you can't stop
The outlands hard, they made me who I am
So walk in my shoes, we'll see who's the better man
You wanna be a tough guy, that's admirable and all
But who gon be around you when you finally fall
It's a hard tumble down one I know well
From the top it's a long way down to the pits of hell.
You contemplate your life through that, makes you think
What could push me so far that I leapt off the brink
All those nights spent over bathroom sinks
All those times I should've chosen family but instead chose ink.
The mistakes I've made show me the life I've led
The road of my past is filled with triumph and regret
I get real on the track where i normally hide it
Where my thoughts undivided and normally kept silenced
Yo there's pain in my words, you can't tell when I speak
I know I'm only 20 but been tested, I know I'm weak
But I'm gettin it back thanks to beat of the week
The growth is exponential soon I joining the elite.
Still I'm wishin and wondering when it'll end
Curious bout afterlife when I'm dead
Ponderin if I be pullin the trigger the gun to my head
Nah, wake up! I gotta snap out of it
Do it for the people who joked bout my music and doubted it
I come from the outside, whatchu wanna know
I come from the place where nothing can grow
I'm a lone tree rooted in the spot I'm meant to be
But the winds unkind, they beat you physically and mentally
It's a lonely road, not the path I want to walk
The tick tick tickin of the clock means you can't stop
The outlands hard, they made me who I am
So walk in my shoes, we'll see who's the better man
My whole life is a bunch of people who use the oxygen
I give them to breathe but wanna actually cut me down at my knees
Time's running out, get on it
Chop chop
Writer: Lucas de Nooy
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