I should of seen it coming
Ain't no way out
I can't live it down
I'm all caught up in this game called rap
Let's see now
I began back in eighty-eight
The Osbourne days
(?)
Beat boxin'
Now I'm gettin' paid
It's more critical
The shit is gettin' life threatenin'
I can't calm my nerves
Without talkin' to Smith and Wesson
These trauma's of life
Leave me stuck in the daze
Am I the outbreed
Just because my mind state
Take on the big leagues
I'm dealin' with these headhunta's
Don't give a damn of where you come from
Or where you goin', sucka
So I'll work the grave shift
To keep my head on tight
Stayin' out of sight
And dodgin' all these would-be fights
From these jealous ol' fools
Who ain't got much to live for
Take me out
They got life, without parole
And I'm dead and gone
Six feet, with nothing in hand
Just the outbreed
Back from the dead, man
No way out
Life and death
Situations occur everyday
My mind's a blur
My whole life's a bad set-up
Nothing to let up, so I'm on my way
I stop and think
Who's going to stereo type today
I roam the streets so many times
That I call it my home
I chill with thugs and hoods
Never seen alone
I gotta do what I gotta do
Fearin' no stranger
Label me danger
Packin' no thing with an empty trigger finger
Now you can label me the outbreed
My mind speaks the ghetto 'til I die
So, who's next, please
Holdin' my own
So come and try me
I can't lose
Leathal inject of rap skills infect you
This ain't no front
Never leavin' from the hood that I came
It's all good, icein' it up
Rackin' my brain

The master plan is gettin' paid
That's what you think
It ain't that easy
But the thought does tickle me pink
My mind's the puzzle of a time bomb
Kinda clever
Stressin' me out over nothin'
Come on, let's put it together
Detroit is the city
Where my roots will always bleed
Keepin' my distance from you sucka's
Call me the outbreed
No way out
Life and death
Situations occur everyday
My mind's a blur
Somebody spark up the incense
My nerves are shot
From dealin' with these attitudes
Everyday is hard to live
So tell me what I'm suppose to do
Survivin' the game
It's simple and plain
I grew up on the darkside
The eastside of D-town
Portrait of the high time
Where crime is a common
Everyday factor
Smoke from the barrel
Like a nuclear reactor
You gotta go with the flow
Or you'll drown in the way
That's all my pops
Bed of roses on his early grave
Can you save
The intercity used from destruction
The violence and crime rate
It just an introduction
Future's dim for the outbreed
It sees no color, no fate
It's invisible as the air we breathe
You think you're innocent
Your ways are untouched
Born with mortal sin
And you think that that's enough
Trying to find the key to your heart
To unleash the love and trust
And make us start
At the good life
But is there something good in life
Problems of the world
Fingerin' my mind at night
Wrong or right
I give and take whatever I need
Nothing to lose
I guess I'm just the outbreed
No way out
Life and death
Situations occur everyday
My mind's a blur