Текст песни Whiled Cat

What's he doin here?
Man he doesn't belong
Same stories appear
Same shit all along

Shit what am I doin
I risked it all my career coulda been ruined
But every time I hit the roof to keep movin
The outside world wont say I'm proven
Used to being called a shoe in
But now I gotta log on just to make you tune in
Time for me to land cuz I just flew in
But the concrete runways just too thin
So I set up shop and just move in
Rents all free don't wanna sell you shit
Rest on me cuz I'm the new kid?
Never worth the struggle of a girl with loose lips
Can you see the trouble with gettin looped in?
If we all fight back can we tell who wins?
Never Man

What's he doin here?
Man he doesn't belong
This fool? Don't believe the hype
This tool, he's too damn white
Same stories appears
Same shit all along
He can't rap about that
Plus he only flows over beats he jacked

Could it be better? I don't think so
I just heard myself on your girlfriend's ringtone
She played it to a friend, and she told you
That's a little showin of word of mouth dude
I gotta clue, but the puzzle vague
So we like to cruise around put the pieces in place
I just wanna be on stage with some people that rage
And turn a party in the day into an all night thing

What's he doin here?Loggy - Whiled Cat - http://ru.motolyrics.com/loggy/whiled-cat-lyrics.html
Man he doesn't belong
This fool? Don't believe the hype
This tool, too damn white
Same stories appears
Same shit all along
He can't rap about that
Plus he only flows over beats he jacked

Accept my objections
Claim myself
Check my reflection
Stayed myself
Sense the rejections
Trade myself
Nah, I can't do that

Yeah didn't take to long,
To raise my hand and get called upon
Can't tell me right from wrong
Cuz I been witness to what lies beyond
Sticky gloves, cuz I gotta hold on
What am I doin? Man I'm just havin fun
Ya it seems crazy but a minute ago
My name was Mr. Alexander always sittin at home
Till I got ahold of my microphone
And fiddled round with the basics in my zone
I knew it all along, I could hold my own
Spit a couple jibs, to my favorite songs
All the people that I love would come to my shows
And the evil that don't like me even hate me some more
Carry soul, don't fit the mold,
Sharpie bold when my tongue unfolds
Stay positive and true, cuz love is gold
Feed me the moment, and I'll never let go
New kid is what I'm told
In a brand new role, so lets roll

Rookie status were fresh out the door man
Let it roll