Lyrics: Outta the loop outta the loop this bitch is outta the loop blood on my suit better salute the fuck the matter with you ain't got a clue ain't got a clue im gonna fuck up your crew Outta the loop outta the loop this is my cue I come from a different type of set not one of the best company but i keep shit like its heaven sent you'll die if you think you crossing me im like nobody that you've ever met drown them in blood thats my policy act froggy bitch and i will get you wet you better proceed cautiously i dont give a fuck if you got some martyrs that will squeeze a trigger for a couple dollars like a bunch of ballas that won't stun my scholars but a hunch will follow to go run your coffers flow in it loco we got the watchers go for the low blow collect the carcass cold with it fo sho go get the carpet toke on my dro though neglect my conscience I wouldn't pick a fight with myself cause im a snake and i dont fight fair hide and seek friday 13th tension so thick that i bite air so don't put my thoughts on other shit all that will mean is i am not quite there so i show no mercy bitch not even my whip will have a spare my murderous stares will purge in this air emerge in its scare We search for the ones that diverge from a pair then portion my air absorbing the glare ones buggin in darkness not knowin im there staking them out as i approach to tear my victims to rare meaning they bleedin all over my silverware You still don't get it bitch man i fuckin swear your Outta the loop outta the loop this bitch is outta the loop blood on my suit better salute the fuck the matter with you ain't got a clue ain't got a clue im gonna fuck up your crew Outta the loop outta the loop this is my cue run up on me bitch like your handle is robbery ill fuck your ass up like a prison rape sodomy uzi your face automatic labotomy i might die young thats the will of a prodegy but these are my chips ain't gaining shit off of me keep one on my shoulder like a short fused oddity put you in acid to state it honestly will i get away with it thats a big probably run i gun a cunt then im out and im duckin stun the fuck i punt that bitch out to the sunset son i spun the front right under some of em like the one that won the stunt walkin out of the bloodshed cause i swing and they rock and their feet leave their socks school of hard knocks meets heat in the box believe it or not im not king of your thoughts but ill bash your head in thats breakin the blocks thats why the streets dont like me im pickin the locks and my feats dont match me a paradox cause im something else unorthodox you got no time left kill this bitch with a clock i switch and i botch this bitch with a chop i twitch then im lost i stitch and i stop i rip that bitch off i spit from my jaws omit blood on walls now catch this loss bitch Outta the loop outta the loop this bitch is outta the loop blood on my suit better salute the fuck the matter with you ain't got a clue ain't got a clue im gonna fuck up your crew Outta the loop outta the loop this is my cue