Black Sheep on the East Side

rap, Trap-infused rap over distorted guitar stabs and a bouncy electronic drop; verses ride a swung pocket with gritty male vocals, 808 subs, and glitchy percussion, Chorus widens with stacked chants, side-chained synths, and a crunchy guitar riff answering the vocal, Final hook strips to vocal, bass, and a filtered bounce before slamming back in for the last bar, electronic, bounce, male vocals

[Intro]
East side, paint on my face
Outcast, heart in the case
Laugh when they spit on my name
Still, they run to me, spilling their pain (yeah)

[Verse 1]
East side juggalo, pockets on go
Same old story, still chasing that flow
Whole damn family
Treat me like a ghost in the photo
Black sheep kid
Got cut from the group text
They preach love
But they judge how I move next
Say I’m too loud
But they copy how I dress
They confess in my DMs
Then hate in the group chat

[Chorus]
I’m the black sheep, they call me crazy
But they keep talking when they can’t face it
You’re the black sheep, too, you just fake it
Try to play cool while your hands shaking
I’m the black sheep, I don’t need approval
You’re the black sheep, begging for approval
They tell me secrets that would twist your soul
I’m an outcast, but you’re not alone (you’re not alone)

[Verse 2]
Funny how they front, then fold
Come around me, spill what they never told
Tell me what he did, what she stole
Whole lot of trauma in a three-word quote
I seen halos hiding in the ash
Sober eyes drowning in a flask
Tough guys crying in the backseat
All that “perfect life” crumble in a heartbeat
They say, “you a mess”
Then copy my mess
They say, “you a threat”
Still hit up my text
“Don’t tell nobody”
Now my head complex
But I carry that weight
Like a cross on my chest (yeah)

[Bridge]
East side sinner with a saint-type ear
I hear what you hide
I see through the cheer
You call me a clown
Still cry when I’m near
If I’m so wrong
Why you bleed in my ear? (huh)
Laugh at my paint, laugh at my tone
But I’m the one proving
You ain’t alone

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[Intro] East side, paint on my face Outcast, heart in the case Laugh when they spit on my name Still, they run to me, spilling their pain (yeah) [Verse 1] East side juggalo, pockets on go Same old story, still chasing that flow Whole damn family Treat me like a ghost in the photo Black sheep kid Got cut from the group text They preach love But they judge how I move next Say I’m too loud But they copy how I dress They confess in my DMs Then hate in the group chat [Chorus] I’m the black sheep, they call me crazy But they keep talking when they can’t face it You’re the black sheep, too, you just fake it Try to play cool while your hands shaking I’m the black sheep, I don’t need approval You’re the black sheep, begging for approval They tell me secrets that would twist your soul I’m an outcast, but you’re not alone (you’re not alone) [Verse 2] Funny how they front, then fold Come around me, spill what they never told Tell me what he did, what she stole Whole lot of trauma in a three-word quote I seen halos hiding in the ash Sober eyes drowning in a flask Tough guys crying in the backseat All that “perfect life” crumble in a heartbeat They say, “you a mess” Then copy my mess They say, “you a threat” Still hit up my text “Don’t tell nobody” Now my head complex But I carry that weight Like a cross on my chest (yeah) [Chorus] I’m the black sheep, they call me crazy But they keep talking when they can’t face it You’re the black sheep, too, you just fake it Try to play cool while your hands shaking I’m the black sheep, I don’t need approval You’re the black sheep, begging for approval They tell me secrets that would twist your soul I’m an outcast, but you’re not alone (you’re not alone) [Bridge] East side sinner with a saint-type ear I hear what you hide I see through the cheer You call me a clown Still cry when I’m near If I’m so wrong Why you bleed in my ear? (huh) Laugh at my paint, laugh at my tone But I’m the one proving You ain’t alone [Chorus] I’m the black sheep, they call me crazy But they keep talking when they can’t face it You’re the black sheep, too, you just fake it Try to play cool while your hands shaking I’m the black sheep, I don’t need approval You’re the black sheep, begging for approval They tell me secrets that would twist your soul I’m an outcast, but you’re not alone (you’re not alone)

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