on tha outside lookin' in
8Ball & MJG Lyrics


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[MJG]
The hammer hit the table leaving me with 7 years
My history was shit so I could′nt shed a tear
My future was a wall, surrounded by a cage
Them laws got me locked down damn at an early age
The only thing I got is a lust for the streets, the shit I gotta learn
And the shit I gotta teach
I'm living for the minute, muthaf**k a whole hour
And I aint pickin shit up when It falls in the shower
My lady sends me pictures with her pussy in the air,
But she aint really there
So I don′t really care
The only thing I got is a muthaf**kin dinner
So f**k what I had, 'cause where I'm at I′m a beginner
I gots to be a winner in this muthaf**kin mix up
Get my shit together, scope it out and try to fix up
Some confidence to keep a real nigga going strong,
The system is my house, the system is my home,
The system was designed to keep a brotha on his back
The system crackers caught me that′s exactly where I'm at
My lawyer was a snitch, got me framed started buggin

My muthaf**kin phone and the judge was his cousin
It′s hard thinkin positive with negative around me
So I had to relate to the grounds that surrounded thee
House and The Mound where I chill
With the niggaz who respected a real nigga
'Cause MJG respect them too
So I had to survive living my life with the street rule "stay cool"
Disregard school and make my money fool, check it
It′s hard to understand where I'm comin from if you on the outside talkin shit
Lookin in, then again if you was on the inside lookin out, 9 times outta 10
You would probably be my friend
Nigga how you figure, the system′s gonna help ya
The ghetto's where they put ya, the ghetto's where they kept ya
See deep down in my heart I had this urge to go astray
And knock out all my problems in one ordinary day
The system got me thinkin ′cause I′m locked down in a tank
They saw a brotha strokin, so they had to make his ship sank
So I can't get mixed up with them devils or no other
With Ani... mosity I hate when It′s a brother, none other




Than a buck, duck, hoodle up, shootin up thangs in the wind
I'm in the Pen, you outside lookin in

Overall Meaning

The song "On Tha Outside Lookin' In" by 8Ball & MJG portrays the struggles of life in prison as experienced by MJG. He raps about his incarceration, the loss of his freedom, and the harsh realities of prison life. The lyrics provide a glimpse into the life of a prisoner and the effects of the criminal justice system on individuals and communities.


In the first verse, MJG reflects on the events that led to his imprisonment, and his sentiments upon arrival. He expresses his frustration with the system that has confined him, and his determination to survive in the level of confinement. The second verse dives into a more introspective tone, where MJG reveals the source of his anger- his inability to break free from negative aspects of life that continue to haunt him. While he is not proud of the choices he has made, the rapper still asserts his place in the streets; his identity still lies with the hood.


The song brings to light the complex issues surrounding the criminal justice system and the collateral damage that comes along the way. Although the song does not offer any solutions, its evocative lyrics serve as a reminder that problems within the system are not so easily solved.


Line by Line Meaning

The hammer hit the table leaving me with 7 years
I was sentenced to 7 years in prison


My history was shit so I could′nt shed a tear
I had a troubled past and didn't feel remorseful for my situation


My future was a wall, surrounded by a cage
I felt trapped with limited opportunities for my future


Them laws got me locked down damn at an early age
I was arrested and imprisoned at a young age due to the laws I broke


The only thing I got is a lust for the streets, the shit I gotta learn
My only desire is to learn the ways of the streets and survive


And the shit I gotta teach
I also have knowledge from my past experiences to pass on to others


I'm living for the minute, muthaf**k a whole hour
I'm only focused on the present because time moves slowly in prison


And I aint pickin shit up when It falls in the shower
I don't care about anything, not even something as basic as picking up soap when it falls in the shower


My lady sends me pictures with her pussy in the air,
My girlfriend sends me nude photos but it doesn't really affect me


But she aint really there
She can't physically be with me while I'm in prison


So I don′t really care
I have bigger things to worry about


The only thing I got is a muthaf**kin dinner
I only have my daily meal to look forward to


So f**k what I had, 'cause where I'm at I′m a beginner
I've lost everything so I have to start anew with nothing


I gots to be a winner in this muthaf**kin mix up
I have to come out on top despite my current situation


Get my shit together, scope it out and try to fix up
I need to analyze my situation and try to improve it


Some confidence to keep a real nigga going strong,
I need self-assurance to stay strong and true to myself


The system is my house, the system is my home,
The legal system has taken over my life and dictates my daily routine


The system was designed to keep a brotha on his back
The system was created to keep black men down and prevent them from rising up


The system crackers caught me that′s exactly where I'm at
The system unjustly targeted and arrested me, resulting in my current situation


My lawyer was a snitch, got me framed started buggin
My own lawyer betrayed me, framed me, and made my situation worse


My muthaf**kin phone and the judge was his cousin
My lawyer and the judge were related and worked against me


It′s hard thinkin positive with negative around me
It's difficult to have a positive outlook when everything around me is negative


So I had to relate to the grounds that surrounded thee
I had to find common ground and relate to the environment I was in


House and The Mound where I chill
I hang out with my friends at House and The Mound


With the niggaz who respected a real nigga
My friends are loyal and respect me for being true to myself


'Cause MJG respect them too
I respect my friends just as much as they respect me


So I had to survive living my life with the street rule 'stay cool'
I have to adapt to the street life and follow the rules of survival


Disregard school and make my money fool, check it
I had to give up on education and focus on making money to survive


It's hard to understand where I'm comin from if you on the outside talkin shit
It's difficult for someone on the outside to understand my situation and struggles


Lookin in, then again if you was on the inside lookin out, 9 times outta 10
If you were in my position, you would understand what I'm going through


You would probably be my friend
You would likely be empathetic and supportive of me


Nigga how you figure, the system′s gonna help ya
There's no reason to have faith in the system that put me in this situation


The ghetto's where they put ya, the ghetto's where they kept ya
Society forces you to stay in the ghetto and doesn't provide opportunities for escape


See deep down in my heart I had this urge to go astray
I had a desire to break the law and act out in rebellion


And knock out all my problems in one ordinary day
I wanted to take out all my frustrations in one act of violence


The system got me thinkin ′cause I′m locked down in a tank
The oppressive system has influenced my thoughts and feelings about my situation


They saw a brotha strokin, so they had to make his ship sank
The system targeted and arrested me because I was successful and achieving too much


So I can't get mixed up with them devils or no other
I can't associate with corrupt and deceitful people, even if they're in prison with me


With Ani… mosity I hate when It′s a brother, none other
I have a strong disdain for other black men who are deceitful and go against their own


Than a buck, duck, hoodle up, shootin up thangs in the wind
I hate men who act recklessly and commit senseless acts of violence


I'm in the Pen, you outside lookin in
I'm in prison and you're on the outside trying to understand my perspective




Writer(s): Premro Smith, Marlon Goodwin, Tristan Jones

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