Outpost - Cried Wolf lyrics

[Verse 1: Swave Sevah] Yo, I'm awoken out of my sleep to the sound of my Cellphone going off, but it's too far for me to reach And I'm too tired to get up and get it. Just let Whoever it is leave a message and I'll check it in a minute But as soon as I started feeling fatigue kick in That goddamn phone started ringing again So I hopped out of bed frustrated, mad Looked at my cellphone, thrust out and grab Answered it like, “Yo, this call made me wake up So this better be good since it couldn't wait ‘til later Now who's this?” “Yo, Swave, it's Curt. And I wouldn't have Called your a** so early in the morning if it wasn't important But some n***as tried to play me last night, god.” “Word, who?” “I don't know their names but I where they at” “Where?” “Out in Brooklyn. Son, I'm on my way back Them n***as disrespected me, dog. They gonna lay flat” Yo, cut the acting, hush your yapping Calm down, lower your voice. n***a, tell me what happened Before we take action, let's get the team on three-way You're gonna need backup ‘fore you head back to BK Made the call. We met up, ready for war These n***as think it's a game—we're here to settle the score About eight deep, strapped with blade, heats, and bats The club from the car and the crowbar. “Yo, Curt, where they at?” [Hook: Swave Sevah] First, second, third strike, you're out It seems like I can't believe a word out of your mouth Look at all the risk your lies took. Listen I'ma tell you the story of the kid who cried wolf [Verse 2: Swave Sevah] We walked about ten blocks and didn't spot no one And, at times, it seemed like Curt ain't even know where he was going Now that I think about it, when we first arrived The scenery was nothing like the scene he first described Something was fishy. And once I started to get aggravated This lying ba*tard admits he slightly exaggerated And it wasn't on no beef sh**. This n***a Tricked us to come with him to see a group of obese chicks Now give me one good reason why I shouldn't Deck this n***a dead in his eye for telling this lie Instead, he got screamed on loud and clear With every breath of air. Then we left him there Now, he's calling me again, giving me details Over another conflict. This one was over a female I admit: Curt's full of sh** sometime but still In all, he's my peeps, so his beef is my beef Dropped the line to Ike. Ike called Pro Pro called L.I.F.E. L.I.F.E. called Loe. Loe called Me back while I was on the other line with Mo Then I called Breez. Time to roll. To make A long story short, the female was his baby moms He lied to her to get out of something he was supposed to do Told her he was going out with us and strung us along So we could somehow make his lie look true [Hook: Swave Sevah] First, second, third strike, you're out It seems like I can't believe a word out of your mouth Look at all the risk your lies took. Sit down Let me tell you the story of the kid who cried wolf [Verse 3: Swave Sevah] You would think since we already just went through this with him This n***a would have some sense not to do it again But his hardheaded a** just refused to listen So he won't learn until he start losing his friends Better not call me to help handle jack. That was The last straw, the straw that broke the camel's back He was never into beef. He didn't even feel threatened And he put us at risk to get caught with concealed weapons My anger had me in a zone, having heavy thoughts But snapped out of it soon as I heard my phone Caller ID gave him away I'm not trying to hear anything that he has to say And I'll bet you he's in trouble again. Oh well Find somebody else to go tell, talk to the voicemail Thinking that it's probably something else he made up I'll roll a dime, go get blind, and check the message later Half hour pa**ed. Four missed calls and one message Put my four-digit code in my phone so I could check it Wasn't surprised—what I heard was just what I expected Curt was in another bad situation. He's talking reckless My attitude towards it was “yeah right.” Deleted it And got a call from Ike later on that night [Interlude 1: Ike P and Swave Sevah] Swave Sevah: Hello? Ike P: Yo, what up, yo? Swave Sevah: Yeah, what up, man? [?] Ike P: I'm trying to figure out how I'ma tell ‘bout this n***a Curt, yo Swave Sevah: Go f**ing ‘head, man. I don't f**ing care about this n***a Ike P: I don't know, but you might want to hear this, though: this n***a's burned, yo Swave Sevah: What? Ike P: It's hard to believe. Yo, this n***a's dead, yo Swave Sevah: God, don't tell me that Ike P: I got no choice. That's how beef go, son. n***a got done dirty, yo. Aw man Swave Sevah: Damn! [Hook (Overlapped with Interlude 1): Swave Sevah] First, second, third strike, you're out It seems like I can't believe a word out of your mouth Look at all the risk your lies took. Listen I'ma tell you the story of the kid who cried wolf