[DJ On Point] The name of this shit right here is called Stained
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[Sample - Staind: Outside]
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I'm on the outside and I'm looking in
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I can see through you, see your true colours
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Inside you're ugly, ugly like me
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I can see through you, see through the real you
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[Joe Budden]
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Lemme talk to them real quick
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It's, it's, it's what? It's that On Top music
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Niggaz said the only cat I cared about is myself
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When shit's thick, don't nobody's whereabouts but myself
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When you're faced with it all and your back's against the wall
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You'll be listenin' but all you hear about is yourself
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Tell me what you supposed to do when yourself ain't reliable
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You're lookin' in the mirror but yourself ain't desirable
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Need another nigga besides yourself on the side of you
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Can't listen to yourself, all he do is lie to you
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Now tell me who's supposed to have your best intrest
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When shit ain't lookin' up, you start havin' less intrest
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Tryin' to leave the hood but the slugs keep commin'
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Keep chasin' the buck but the buck keep runnin'
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I don't trust nobody, I don't love nobody
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I don't fuck with nobody but me, I can't lose
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No moves'll be funny and I never let myself down
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How so? I don't expect too much from me
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[Sample]
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I'm everything the hip hop critics try and __
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Got no problem bringin' out the shit hip hop hides
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So I do the club shit for the blind, they can't see
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You write some substance and sometimes they can't read
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Needle in the haystack, hidden jewel the most
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So fly, down to earth, he's so cool to most
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A regular hood nigga with he's two the most
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And he's so smart, he's stupid. Still a fool to most
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Tell me how could somebody so sane, be so off
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So normal, he's not. It's so strange, he's so lost
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And you're lookin' for someone to blame, there's no fault
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Now you're feelin' all this pain, there's no source
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Eyes open, I can't blink right now, I can't think right now
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Bartender, I need a drink right now
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Pen movin' but there's not enough ink right now
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Not a ship you can't sink right now
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[Sample]
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T-shirt filthy nigga, eyes lookin' like a guilty nigga
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Beard look like he's a Philly nigga
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Fistball like somebody tryna steal me nigga
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I pour my heart out on wax, you gotta feel me nigga
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And no over the counter that can heal me nigga
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Gun cocked like there's some nigga tryna kill me nigga
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And try whatever it is you tryna deal me nigga
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'Lest they got some new shit that might grill me nigga
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I pull out like break me off, peel me nigga
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The games short like I owe you, bill me nigga
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Unless you're a thick bitch that might appeal to me nigga
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Naw don't beat me down, don't drill me nigga
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I'm like really nigga, I'm too ill to these niggaz
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How long you think this games gonna conceal me nigga
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Even if I don't scan a few milly my nigga
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I fell and I got up and I'm still me nigga
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[Talking]
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It's, it's, it's what? It's that On Top music
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Stained
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Joe Budden |