[Intro: Danny G]

Yo, what the fuck happened?

What happened this last year?

What happened all these years of my life?

People telling me I can't do shit

Making me waste time and get side tracked from my dreams

People having me push my shit aside for their dreams

But you know what? Fuck that!

This Outer Concept, Year Delay, let's fucking go!


[Verse 1: Danny G]

Bienvenido to the world that be known as the concept

This is the beginning of end of this contest

Incompetent competition is all my eyes can capture

While the goddesses commence to create the holy rapture

Is this a rap? sure. NAH BITCH it's fucking scriptures

The words of an artist that be spit to create pictures

A combination mixture chemically composed

To get the listeners to kill these whack rappers exposed

I suppose better yet I fucking know for a fact

That this the birth of a demon that will devour any track

I swear they tried to kill me at birth and by kill I mean create

Into a meaningless spineless common ordinary cliche

But fuck that, fuck your visions and fuck all your plans

To get these children of the damned to work for you and your clan

So sit your ass back and continue your Pellegrino sip

And grab the popcorn it's about to be a Tarantino flick, bitch


[Verse 2: Danny G]

The devils tryna kill me, they told me it was Satan

But after all of these years I realize that the devil is procrastination

My whole life was wasted in a rock bottom pit

Where I tried to live life like I wasn't a useless piece of shit

But then I looked at these so called geniuses that made it

Glorified and praised by every single word that they were saying

And then at that moment a thought had hatched in my head

Why kill myself when I can kill these whack asses instead

So I began the process, enhanced the progress

Then came some crazy mother fuckers sort of offset

Who wanted nothing more than to destroy the damn system

So I recruited them and then began the demolition

Vuala! The vision of this movement was born

Hard mother fucking core fucking shit up like porn

2013 wasn't the year we'd never see or embrace

It's just the year that Outer Concept dropped it's first fucking tape! FUCK YOU!


[Outro: Danny G]

Blah! Out Con! Year Delay!

Quit your slacking and get on your grind bitch! Blah!

Haha shit! Wooh it's bout to get hot in this motha fucka!

Oh my God, alright whatever haha, Out Con