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Fozter - Outlet Lyrics



Fozter - Outlet Lyrics




Outlet
Yo Pops
My name is Fozter

(No sleeping in the streets)

I pull off the outfit
I need an outlet
I need to shout it (Sheesh)
Shut up your mouth bitch

Y'all are trynna be phenomenal but y'all ain't even applaudable, y'all are just horrible
No courage to better yourself you're incorrigible, no I cannot encourage you
Talking bout making waves, talking bout flowing, the fact is your wordings are waterproof
Screaming you're trynna be real but the lines in your lyrics are not even quarter truth
Y'all are trynna be phenomenal but y'all ain't even applaudable, dude I am now pissed
I put it in caps lock, cuz it's a factor, I need a pastor or outlet
And the peeps at the top, them all friggin done frickin stop with the talent they're scouting
Bullshit on the radio, stereo, playing on steady oh brother I'm now pissed
I'm on a mission a mission impossible to teach rappers how to rap
To rap cuz our music style is going down the drain with all of these caricaturing acts
"But Fozter are you gonna blow?" Brother fo sho'. Definite I'm assuring that
I know that I will because all of the rappers I see around me are immature and wack
I don't even know how and where to start
Why's it that all you rappers know is ass?
Why's it that I rarely get through a proper song without hearing "baby shake up your nyash"?
Why will you feel yourself when you're still nothing? It's cuz I went away, I see you've forgotten
Just one mistake and I'm go'n break your face and dislocate your waist
Man you think that I'm bluffing?
Imma leave you in the dust, turn your career to dust, it's visible that I'm quite violent
Send your life on a crash course in with some asteroids and I'm taking your own pilot
I get passionate when a beautiful beat is messed up, I can't stand by the side silent
With all this talking without any content whatsoever, Niggas I'm no longer smiling
I've been putting up with this shit since 2013 and that is the year that it started
The persistent hunger to jump on a track and to teach you to rap because most are retarded
Some Niggas been in the game for over fifteen years and no impact was ever imparted
Some Niggas been in the same place since day one as if the game is reloading and restarting
Since rappers been talking pure rubbish for so long nowadays rap music is taken for granted
Anger has filled up my heart cuz I wasn't around when all of this friggin rubbish started
Make me feel like standing over naija rappers holding a flower say "dearly departed"
Malice is in my heart, so I'm smashing recklessly and slashing
And I'm about to start shit, I need an outlet

Man I need an outlet
Man I need an outlet
Man I need an outlet

I pull off the outfit
Cuz I need an outlet
And I need to shout it
So you should Shut up your mouth bitch
I don't need none of that proud shit
Everyone's messing around jeez
Mehn F*ck the north and the southeast
Y'all are making noise with all that shouting
I need an outlet cuz o' all of these angry thoughts in my head that I need to let out
I always want to murder a person that's the easiest way for me to spell out
You want to get in on how I've been getting the skills that I'm getting
Man you need to get out
You say that you need to know how so you can be selling
And in the end you now be a sellout
Niggas are looking for sneakers and t shirts and watch, so they do not give a F*ck
Who they step over on the way to the riches, these bitches give a damn? No they do not
You go use your fellow human beings go do ritual finish then you go dy play my song?
It's God that will punish you, sometimes I get on my knees and open my heart up to the Lord
He tells me to love everyone of you including the hypocrites, retards and the occultists
I no fit challenge God but the fact is I no fit comot begin dy blow out kiss
No matter how it is, I got no love for you pieces of shit, so shut up your mouth bitch
I am still talking and I don't need no interruption, what I need is a friggin outlet,
I need an outlet

Man I need an outlet
Man I need an outlet
Man I need an outlet
I need an outlet

I pull off the outfit
I need an Outlet
I need to shout it
Shut up your mouth bitch

Y'all are trying to be phenomenal but y'all ain't even applaudable, y'all are just horrible
Your brain was made portable, sense was affordable, how come that y'all are still horrible
You don't need an oracle, even ignorant fools can tell that y'all are too horrible
Y'all are abhorrable, deplorable, not even adorable, you're horrible
I need an outlet, I gotta shout it, this shit is making me now sick
I take off my outfit, seconds are counting, damn it man I need an outlet
Lyrics are spouted from inspiration that has been filling the mouth and
Been spilling it out cuz it is abounding dammit man he need an outlet

Yo Pops
My name is Fozter
I Still need an Outlet
Ice on the beat bitch
Ice on the beat bitch
Gimme my outlet
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Outlet
Yo Pops
My name is Fozter

(No sleeping in the streets)

I pull off the outfit
I need an outlet
I need to shout it (Sheesh)
Shut up your mouth bitch

Y'all are trynna be phenomenal but y'all ain't even applaudable, y'all are just horrible
No courage to better yourself you're incorrigible, no I cannot encourage you
Talking bout making waves, talking bout flowing, the fact is your wordings are waterproof
Screaming you're trynna be real but the lines in your lyrics are not even quarter truth
Y'all are trynna be phenomenal but y'all ain't even applaudable, dude I am now pissed
I put it in caps lock, cuz it's a factor, I need a pastor or outlet
And the peeps at the top, them all friggin done frickin stop with the talent they're scouting
Bullshit on the radio, stereo, playing on steady oh brother I'm now pissed
I'm on a mission a mission impossible to teach rappers how to rap
To rap cuz our music style is going down the drain with all of these caricaturing acts
"But Fozter are you gonna blow?" Brother fo sho'. Definite I'm assuring that
I know that I will because all of the rappers I see around me are immature and wack
I don't even know how and where to start
Why's it that all you rappers know is ass?
Why's it that I rarely get through a proper song without hearing "baby shake up your nyash"?
Why will you feel yourself when you're still nothing? It's cuz I went away, I see you've forgotten
Just one mistake and I'm go'n break your face and dislocate your waist
Man you think that I'm bluffing?
Imma leave you in the dust, turn your career to dust, it's visible that I'm quite violent
Send your life on a crash course in with some asteroids and I'm taking your own pilot
I get passionate when a beautiful beat is messed up, I can't stand by the side silent
With all this talking without any content whatsoever, Niggas I'm no longer smiling
I've been putting up with this shit since 2013 and that is the year that it started
The persistent hunger to jump on a track and to teach you to rap because most are retarded
Some Niggas been in the game for over fifteen years and no impact was ever imparted
Some Niggas been in the same place since day one as if the game is reloading and restarting
Since rappers been talking pure rubbish for so long nowadays rap music is taken for granted
Anger has filled up my heart cuz I wasn't around when all of this friggin rubbish started
Make me feel like standing over naija rappers holding a flower say "dearly departed"
Malice is in my heart, so I'm smashing recklessly and slashing
And I'm about to start shit, I need an outlet

Man I need an outlet
Man I need an outlet
Man I need an outlet

I pull off the outfit
Cuz I need an outlet
And I need to shout it
So you should Shut up your mouth bitch
I don't need none of that proud shit
Everyone's messing around jeez
Mehn F*ck the north and the southeast
Y'all are making noise with all that shouting
I need an outlet cuz o' all of these angry thoughts in my head that I need to let out
I always want to murder a person that's the easiest way for me to spell out
You want to get in on how I've been getting the skills that I'm getting
Man you need to get out
You say that you need to know how so you can be selling
And in the end you now be a sellout
Niggas are looking for sneakers and t shirts and watch, so they do not give a F*ck
Who they step over on the way to the riches, these bitches give a damn? No they do not
You go use your fellow human beings go do ritual finish then you go dy play my song?
It's God that will punish you, sometimes I get on my knees and open my heart up to the Lord
He tells me to love everyone of you including the hypocrites, retards and the occultists
I no fit challenge God but the fact is I no fit comot begin dy blow out kiss
No matter how it is, I got no love for you pieces of shit, so shut up your mouth bitch
I am still talking and I don't need no interruption, what I need is a friggin outlet,
I need an outlet

Man I need an outlet
Man I need an outlet
Man I need an outlet
I need an outlet

I pull off the outfit
I need an Outlet
I need to shout it
Shut up your mouth bitch

Y'all are trying to be phenomenal but y'all ain't even applaudable, y'all are just horrible
Your brain was made portable, sense was affordable, how come that y'all are still horrible
You don't need an oracle, even ignorant fools can tell that y'all are too horrible
Y'all are abhorrable, deplorable, not even adorable, you're horrible
I need an outlet, I gotta shout it, this shit is making me now sick
I take off my outfit, seconds are counting, damn it man I need an outlet
Lyrics are spouted from inspiration that has been filling the mouth and
Been spilling it out cuz it is abounding dammit man he need an outlet

Yo Pops
My name is Fozter
I Still need an Outlet
Ice on the beat bitch
Ice on the beat bitch
Gimme my outlet
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Writer: Foster Chima
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Fozter
Language: English
Length: 4:18
Written by: Foster Chima

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