Outside - Injury Reserve

I make my presence felt

A OG once told me, tie a rope around his neck

'Cause you gotta give people enough room to hang themself

I had to learn to feed myself

Is it wealth or health?

Cause for wealth, you gon' lose your health

Smack, I got the .40 on my belt

Blow your brains on your body

«Fuck that mean?»

Maybe you should think for yourself

Let me talk to 'em

I been—I been talking to 'em kindly

Walk with it, walk with it, yeah

(It's mean, talk to 'em)

Walk with it, walk with it, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Don't let these niggas backpedal)

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

I been, talk to 'em kindly, walk, walk, w-walking with it prolly

I came in a little too sharp, oh you ain’t like that

You ain’t like it when I come in all wile, yeah

Let me, let me tell you something

I been talkin' to 'em kindly

Cause they wanna toot each others' horns

Pat each other’s backs for anything in common, even slightly

Oh, you wanna meet in the middle, huh?

You wanna see what we have in common?

Yeah

Take a seat, sit right across from me, don’t sit behind 'em

So you can just, you can just stalk on him, probably listen—

Let’s cut all that bullshit

What’s the elephant in the room?

Let’s talk to him, c’mon

Let’s talk to him, don’t hide it, yeah

With all that walking in circles

You thought it was gonna be a walk in the park with it probably

But now you—you walking in bark

«But I would’ve—!», with all that, «Should've, could’ve, would’ve—»

I’m in your neck of the woods with dogs

Ready to bark on 'em, prowling

Tryna big-dog me?

You can’t lil-bro me

Like I’m 34 miles from Raleigh

The r-slash got the white boys talking all wildly

Like they about to—get 'em, get to cocking on 'em

With all that—all the white noise you talking

You off the wall with the cocking: Macaulay Culkin

You better step with caution around him

Get out the yellow tape and get ready to chalk and outline 'em

Cause their past about to start stalkin' 'em prolly

Tip-toe, tip-toe, bout to stalk on em proudly

Get to, get to talking to 'em quietly

As we walk

As we walk through this valley of death

Listen, please listen, listen, listen

Y’all wanna have two-way conversations

Y’all wanna have two-way conversations

But let’s put everything on the table, let’s put everything

We ain’t gonna bounce around it

Nah, we ain’t gonna bounce around shit

Got my skeletons, you’ve got yours

But let’s be honest here

This-this don’t end with agree to disagree, it ain’t possible

There’s just some things

There’s just some things that ain’t right

We’ve gotta be honest with ourselves

Now I know, I-I know, I know you know, I know, I know

And if you don’t, then there’s something wrong

Up here in your noggin, in your noggin

We cannot end this with an agree to disagree

There is no happy medium

That is nothing, that is nothing

Yeah, yeah