Blake's Outsiders Rap 2
• Written by Anonymous
No one said life was easy
There's not much you can do while being mugged
The Socs jumped me on a night so breezy
Darry asked what happened, all I did was shrug
All I wanted to do was run away
I hate the Socs, I don't want to stay
Greasers and Socs; we're all the same
So why treat us like were so lame
Johnny and I, we met some chicks
They were pretty nice, til their boyfriends were dicks
With their nice cars and Madras jackets
They make us feel like a bunch of faggots
We are the Outsiders
Treated like trash
Thrown around, and cussed at
Living our life with tons of pain
Playing the game without much gain
Johnny killed Bob; we had to run away
Dally gave us money, we found a place to stay
We lived in a church that caught on fire
Then Dally saved Johnny, he's a hero for hire
Now Johnny's in the hospital, he won't be at the rumble
I got hurt then took a tumble
Johnny's dead, Dally went crazy
Dally died, it was all very hazy
I get mad, I have great stress,
The Socs blame it on me, it's one big mess
This is a story about a boy
Whose life is a mess and without much joy
We are the Outsiders
Treated like trash
Thrown around, cussed at
Living our life with tons of pain
Playing the game without much gain
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