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  • Title:Outcast
  • Artist:NF
  • Album:Perception
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    作曲 : Nate Feuerstein/Tommee Profitt
    作词 : Nate Feuerstein/Tommee Profitt
    Woke up in the cell, where am I at?
    Yeah, it's cold, but I like that
    What am I, trapped?
    Heart's beating out of my chest
    Door's locked, but the keys are in my hands
    Hm, yeah, that's weird, it doesn't make sense, does it?
    I make songs, I don't make friends, judge me
    Might smile, but it ain't that funny
    Sing along to the pain, they love it
    Life's like a merry-go-round
    And I'm still tryna figure it out
    I like space, I don't fit in the crowds
    My whole life I've been airin' it out
    Oh, I'm gettin' into character now
    Feels wrong, but it feels right
    My feelings seal tight real nice
    But I will fight anything to win
    But I'm not Mike Tyson, I won't bite ya'
    But I will tell you if I don't like you
    I am not the norm
    I got my own shoes, I ain't tryna fit in yours
    I never been married, but I've felt divorced
    Hi, I'm Nate, have we met before?
    Somebody told you I was wack? Check the source
    Somebody told you I was back? Yes, of course
    You got a problem with the fans? There's the door
    You lookin' for the old me? Check the morgue, agh!
    Not a fortune-teller
    But I can see into the future better
    Ain't no tellin' what'll happen
    When I pick up the microphone
    Get the fans together
    Same style, but the songs are better
    Been a year and a half, feels like it's gone forever
    Ain't no drink in my hand
    But you know the buzz is comin'
    Big steps in the game, yeah, the Hulk is running
    My thoughts are funny
    It feels like I'm onto something, yeah
    I'm high off the music, my head's in the clouds
    I kinda like it up here, I am not comin' down
    I'd rather be alone, I am not good in crowds
    Which is kinda confusin'
    I've no been that way since a child
    They laughin', they tell me I'll never get out
    I'm just tryna be me, I am nobody else
    I don't care what you think, I'm just bein' myself
    So I guess for now
    I'll just be the outcast
    I guess I'll be the outcast
    Yeah, I guess I don't fit the mold of rap
    'Cause I'm respectin' women
    "I heard your record, I was laughin at it"
    Maybe they would like me more
    If I got a little graphic with it
    Nah, I don't wanna blend in
    With you little rappin' idiots
    I'd rather be the outcast
    I ain't never puttin' out trash
    I take a hundred and staple it right to my tongue
    I always put the money where my mouth's at, ah!
    Feels good to be here now
    I'm a weird person with a weird crowd
    What, you don't like that?
    That's cool, that's great
    That's fine, okay, you can leave now
    Got a weird smile, but I like it though
    I paint it on me and I'm walkin' to the microphone
    And put the caution tape around me
    Like I did in Intro I, yeah!
    Yeah, they got me reminiscin' now!
    Yeah, you done know I'm 'bout to go mad
    Never wanted something so bad
    Goosebumps through the whole track
    Ain't no way I'm gonna hold back
    Got me thinkin' that I'm cookin' in a meth lab
    I don't blow it up in front of my own eyes
    You look a little lost, you ain't get that?
    Comin' from a town where nobody is a rapper
    Guess I never get the memo, must've missed that
    Here I go in my feelings again, I can feel it again
    So I lay in my bed, in my cell with the pen
    And I dwell on my sins, I keep wonderin' when
    Time to open the the doors, they don't know who I am
    But I pick up the keys and I put on my Timbs
    And I stare at the locks and the tat on my skin
    And I think to myself, "I don't wanna fit in"
    Yeah, I'll just be the outcast
    Yeah, tryna focus
    Take a knife to my head then I cut it open
    Take my brain, put it on the floor
    Tryna figure out my motives
    Y'all thought I was an issue when the door was locked
    Nah, you should see me when the door opens
    Every night I can hear voices
    Put a camera in my face
    Might turn Joker like I'm Mike Posner
    Always been a little complex
    Difficult to process
    Some of y'all wanna sit around
    And try to pick apart my bars
    Here's some lines you could dissect:
    If I'ma die
    I'ma die givin' everything that I have
    Take a deep breath
    I don't need y'all's respect
    I'm a reject kid at recess playin' games
    With his make-believe friends
    Yeah, I don't ever take a night off
    Lights off in the room and I write songs
    I might fall into my thoughts
    Once in a while when the mic's off
    You ain't ever seen no drive like mine
    Better hop outta my car
    I'm about to unlock my doors
    You ain't got a seat belt on, better find one
    Gettin' sick of people tellin' me to smile more
    T.S. was a chapter I'll never forget
    It was therapy for me
    But it's time to turn the page now
    Hey, shut up! I'm tryna tell 'em my story!
    I'm sorry, I wasn't yellin' at y'all
    I was talkin' to the voices
    I rip out the drums of the industry's ears
    For tryin' to ignore me
    And playin' while singin' this chorus