[Intro]Bu, bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu (Uh-huh)YeahBu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu (Look)[Verse 1]Machine, bitch, your favorite rappers wanna be meI do their streaming numbers?with?the vinyl and?the CDs (Hahaha)Sellin', boy, you know?I'm in the toy when you see meYou see me,?got?the?Lam' in my?name like CD?(Talk to 'em)I put food in the oven and I ain't talkin' zitiThat blue magic had a junkie shootin' like 3D (Hah)My neck look 3D 'cause S sittin' next to the VVMy bitch the prettiest next to Riri (What up, baby?)See me feedin' the homeless, I needed these momentsI'm a boss, not just a rapper, I don't see no opponentsA nigga hatin' then he just caught in the heat of the moment (Hahaha)Probably 'cause that 650 he see me in, I own it (Uh-huh)I can move a pie raw, since Buff had the Aurora with the suicide doorsMy bro caught a nigga upstate, they threw him five moreThat grimy rap in the game, tell me who provide moreThe Machine, nigga (Brr, uh, yeah)[Chorus]All my niggas outside, they outsideAll my niggas outside, we outside (We outside)If it's pressure then we gon' slide (We slidin')Hope you got your gun, you know I got mines (Brr, yeah)If it's pressure then we gon' slide (Slide)All my niggas outside, they outside (Yeah)All my niggas outside, we outside (Yeah)[Verse 2]My nigga got his, in the can and he doin' forty flatMy nigga took his time like a G and that's a fact (Yeah)Always in good spirits when he hit me on the jackWhile you so called real niggas celebratin' ratsGoin' on YouTube, runnin' up these niggas' viewsCan't be on both sides, my nigga, you gotta choose (You gotta choose)Nigga try to justify this shit in all his interviewsAnd the niggas in the comments say they would've did it too (Uh-huh)I just seen a video on the news I couldn't believe (Nah)Another racist cop kill a nigga and get to leave (Again?)He screamin', "I can't breathe", cop ignorin' all his pleasHands in his pocket, leanin' on his neck with his knees (Psh)Cracker invent the laws, that's why the system is flawedCops killin' black people on camera and don't get chargedWe ain't takin' no more, we ain't just pressin' recordCan't watch you kill my brother, you gon' have to kill us all (Bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-boom)Just 'cause he from the ghetto, that don't mean he sellin' crackHe drivin' home from work, you pull him over 'cause he blackThink he gangbangin' 'cause he got dreads and a few tatsHe reach for his ID, you think he reachin' for a strapHe get out, put his hands up, and he still gettin' clappedBut if he try to run, you just gon' shoot him in his backWhat if it was my son? I wonder how I'm gon' reactI bet I'm finna run up in this precinct with this MAC (Brr)I swear to God[Chorus]All my niggas outside, they outsideAll my niggas outside, we outside (We outside)If it's pressure then we gon' slide (We slidin')Hope you got your gun, you know I got mines (Brr, yeah)If it's pressure then we gon' slide (Slide)All my niggas outside, they outside (Yeah)All my niggas outside, we outside[Outro: Reporter in Minneapolis]So, I'm gonna let you see the pictures for yourselfThis is the 3rd precinct hereThere are fires burning to the left of it at theUh, wine/liquor store, uh, on your left, but backIn the back of the precinct, you are hearing people throwing things against the— the wallsAgainst the glass, against anything they canAnd now the fire alarm, you'll see it flashing, inside of the 3rd precinctBehind the 3rd precinct, just behind itIs a— a fire that is— is billowingIt has been going for a few minutes now, uh, really stronglyBut you hear people cheering every time they get through one of the windows there, uhWith whatever it is they're throwingIt sounds like they're throwing, you can see, uh, pieces of concreteUh, there's someone climbing up the wall right nowOn the back of the 3rd precinctUh, kicking the window in, trying to climb up the wallPeople are trying to get in the buildingWe're listening to people say that they're trying to get into the building...
