Outside
 作曲 : Wasalu Jaco p/k/a: Lupe Fisaco
 Post-battle love, daps and hugs
 Raps can plug up holes unless their holistic souls dove off a nudge
 And throwed off from shoves had from one god from above
 To below, or kicking and screaming and drug to the show
 Were you entertained not from robbing Nottingham plots?
 Jauntily hip-hopping haunting bodyslam drops
 From diction and calculation, put up your share of the taunting
 Plus a thousand allowance payments, I'll be patient
 Cow be tasting like your money in my pocket
 Mixed with chocolate, chips and chopped up chicken and delicious droplets of mild sauce
 That's a wild cost to risk over an opinion
 I'll give you a little privacy to mull over your decision
 Wait for me outside, I'll be gold
 Wait for me outside, put 'em on hold
 I'll be there in a minute
 So just wait for me outside
 I'm calm but I'm finished
 Judging quality like Australian airports
 Souvenir shops can be a weird opt to undertake
 A younger cake would avoid it altogether
 Like a winter home, escaping from all the weather but bought a sweater
 My business bone is connected to my ethics
 In a series of daisy chain preferences that I filter things through just like a checklist
 In a much wiser bride pie with spouses on the top, such as "I now happily apply these metrics"
 To the setlist; on the surface, separates
 But in the back of my mind they go together like a necklace
 It's like the wacker the rhyme, the more I'm drawn like a Tex Avery baby
 To think maybe the genius in it is that it's not really good, maybe it could be
 Would he have only suggested X and Y and Z
 And various other advice to him from me
 To animate the chains to the level of Mister T
 And I get his gangsta boo like Memphis, Tennessee

 Wait for me outside, I'll be gold
 Wait for me outside, put 'em on hold
 I'll be there in a minute
 So just wait for me outside
 I'm calm but I'm finished
 I didn't forget about you,
 that conversation just went longer than I expected
 I reckon all kinds of structures to flesh it
 Sometimes we send mixed messages like dyslexic textses
 And get socially indebted via manners to carry on long after what's needed got completed
 While trying to leave gets competed and repeated until your point is clear,
 or you're joining spears
 Sometimes that happens when you're rambling about how your raps is better than theirs
 Wait for me outside, I'll be gold
 Wait for me outside, put 'em on hold
 I'll be there in a minute
 So just wait for me outside
 I'm calm but I'm finished