Inside Looking Out Songtext
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Inside Looking Out Songtext
Inside looking out
Sittin′ in the Harris County jail
Spendin' all my little time
Inside looking out
Drivin′ fancy cars
I'm just standin' at bars
And about to lose my mind
Inside looking out
So I get up to take a shower
Funky toes are everywhere
Inside looking out
So I trust he eatin′ more than me
And I thought it wasn′t fair
Inside looking out
And it hurts right here
Stuck in here for a while
Inside looking out
I'm sayin′, don't blame nobody, man, for me gettin′ out
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin′?
I had to hustle, man
Every motherfuckin' day, I got bills to pay
Just like every motherfuckin' body else, man
So I′m on the phone to get mine, you know what I′m sayin'?
What the fuck else am I gonna do, man?
All I knew was slingin′ dope, 'cause
You know what I′m sayin'? This shit real like it, man
We homies just like you, motherfucker
So what the hell am I supposed to do?
You know what I′m sayin'? For real, man
Huh, you know what I'm sayin′? Nigga
All we gotta do is put it down
Let it go, man, fuck the chit-chat
If you know how to sell, you can think
You think about me and Chatter, man, shit
You don′t work, you don't eat
You know what I′m talkin' about?
Sittin′ in the Harris County jail
Spendin' all my little time
Inside looking out
Drivin′ fancy cars
I'm just standin' at bars
And about to lose my mind
Inside looking out
So I get up to take a shower
Funky toes are everywhere
Inside looking out
So I trust he eatin′ more than me
And I thought it wasn′t fair
Inside looking out
And it hurts right here
Stuck in here for a while
Inside looking out
I'm sayin′, don't blame nobody, man, for me gettin′ out
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin′?
I had to hustle, man
Every motherfuckin' day, I got bills to pay
Just like every motherfuckin' body else, man
So I′m on the phone to get mine, you know what I′m sayin'?
What the fuck else am I gonna do, man?
All I knew was slingin′ dope, 'cause
You know what I′m sayin'? This shit real like it, man
We homies just like you, motherfucker
So what the hell am I supposed to do?
You know what I′m sayin'? For real, man
Huh, you know what I'm sayin′? Nigga
All we gotta do is put it down
Let it go, man, fuck the chit-chat
If you know how to sell, you can think
You think about me and Chatter, man, shit
You don′t work, you don't eat
You know what I′m talkin' about?
Writer(s): Eric Victor Burdon, Alan Lomax, Bodie Chandler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

