out of state = purgatory (feat. Elliott Jennings)

Yuh yuh Mm-hmm Hmm Yuh yuh Red-eyed Skywalkin' I'm a Jedi Enough talking Time to get high Mad Eye Moody when he rap Got a booty? Make it clap Voodoo she be doing Make me lose it Give it back I get it though Stories got two sides They try to censor us yuh 'Cause we 2 live Slick with the patch Yuh shit's cutting deeper than a kunai Rapping ain't been the same since DOOM died Yuh hallows hit a new high Heard 'em say Dollars where the truth lies All I see if blue faces and cruel lies Dejavu Yuh that's two lives But tell me Who decides? Who lives? And who dies? Even if you feel far away You still got a place here I get the urge to fly away too But Don't let 'em see you out of state Don't let 'em see you out of state No Don't let 'em see you out of state The pain won't melt away But Don't let 'em see you out of state Y a dios le pido Tu Sabes que yo te admiro Pero Aqui yo sigo Sin ti Pero me siento vivo Asi Al fin Take some time Yuh Gimme all your time I'ma take my time Yuh Give it all your time It just takes some time I'm just playing with time Now Even if you feel far away You still got a place here I get the urge to fly away too But Don't let 'em see you out of state Don't let 'em see you out of state No Don't let 'em see you out of state The pain won't melt away But Don't let 'em see you out of state Yuh yuh Feel like I'm stuck in purgatory Angels demons looking for me I've been slaving for my story For like 12 years now In Lalaland with a 40 Tap dancing with a shorty When it rains it gets to pouring About to face our fears now Let it rip Bear Fire Seven Fishes And a porterhouse rare I heard beef's at stake I've been awful I've been great I've been cooking I've been baked On that stizz Beamin' dark clouds down the Interstate Okay okay Between the state of bliss and misery This vicious industry It'll rip your soul to smithereens I can't explain how much this fuckin' means to me Not sorry for cussing it's this passion that exists in me They know the style's unique They know the sound is that heat Really it's not that deep But just think 'fore you speak I was six years old when they first paved the street Nana taught young me Wear your heart on your sleeve And we gotta make her proud You don't get it Stu! You just Don't Get it Do you!?