Lyrics Lecrae – Outsiders

I won’t stay here another night
If I gotta sacrifice
Who I am on the inside
I’d rather be an outsider

Outsiders
I really can’t tell if I’m over-dressed or I’m under-dressed
If I’m under-paid, or just over-stressed
If I’m cynical, or just over this
‘Cause I’m tired of tryna get over there
Man, it’s over there

Party’s over party’s over
You probably couldn’t tell we over here
‘Cause you hardly sober
Double shots in that ego
They laughing at us, yeah, we know
May be at the bottom
But we not forgotten
The director’s plotting that sequel

‘Til then we live on the outside
And it might storm and we might die
But I’d rather go with my fist high
Standing outside of your inside

I tried my best to fit in
Looking for a suit to fit in
Standing outside of your prison
I tried
Tryna find ways I can get in
No more

Now I realize that I’m free
And I realize that I’m me
And I found out that I’m not alone
‘Cause there’s plenty people like me
Say what

That’s right there’s plenty people like me
OK
All love me despite me
And all unashamed
And all unafraid
To speak out for what we might see outside
One more time

I said there’s plenty people like me
All outsiders like me
And all unashamed
And all unafraid
To live out what they supposed to be outside

I won’t stay here another night
If I gotta sacrifice
Who I am on the inside
I’d rather be an outsider
And you can stay if you like
I’ll see you on the other side
I wanna live the free life
I’d rather be an outsider
I’d rather be an outsider
I’d rather be an outsider
I’d rather be an outsider
I’d rather be an outsider

I know what they asking for
I know what they asking for
But how you gone cover charge me, my life is sold
And then turn around and ask for more

Time to go, plus the line is long
I’ma color the outside, but lines are drawn
If you wanna exclude me for being the true me
It’s Gucci, I already found my home

Homesick, homeless
If I’m honest
‘Cause my home is somewhere I ain’t never been before
I’ma own this here gift, even if it don’t fit in the box that’ll bleed these folks

Some of ya’ll don’t need these quotes
I ain’t tryna’ eat, I’m tryna’ feed these folks
Martin, Mandela, yeah, we need these folks
We believe these folks
We could be these folks

But they want me to take an L
Tired of taking losses, so they can call me a failure
I failed at being you, but I’m winning at being me
I’m winning at being free, ain’t no competition but me

See I realize that I’m free
And I realize that I’m me
And I found out that I’m not alone
And there’s plenty people like me
I said there’s plenty people like me
All outsiders like me
All unashamed
And all unafraid
To live out what they supposed to be
Outsiders!

It’s been too dark, so many lies
Turn on the lights, open your eyes

We’ll be runnin’ through the night
It’s brighter on the other side

Something’s bigger than you and I
Brighter on the other side
Brighter on the other side
Brighter on the other side
Brighter on the other side
Brighter on the other side