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This is Mystikal and Outkast Im representin Im out for the big bucks and NO WHAMMIES, goddammit You cant stand it! Make em feel the impact and I aint even in Miami Handlin with my man nem in Atlanta And they payin me cause they know I bring the kinda shit you feelin as Im sayin it Im like the NBA sore thumb Or a pawn shop Tec 9, bitch, Im known for jammin Smoke Mary, Mary, Mary Put a mean ass flow on top of bad vocabulary I bust through, intrude, move through distractions Withstand hits and blows, dont lose no traction I threw a round off flip flop flip flop back at em If a nigga come in clown then Im gon get the cannon And then get God back Knuckle up boy, dont be no fuck boy Me and Guillotine we run some niggas in a big truck boy Run flat boy, run that boy Bitch, where Imma send you, you cant come back, boy I bring flames to a four alarm fire I wash him up and wring him out, now throw him in the dryer I hit the door, Im blowin him like Southern band And they always tryin to find something to say about the brotherman I invent em, flip em, and send em Rhymes get jumped off like I pulled King Kong for ya Guess what? This is a stick-up Give me back my shit before I start pickin bricks up Garbage MCs better run for it Dont come this way cause you cant walk on this side of the yard forty And respect me for takin it to em So expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the woods Yeah, like that, ha ha, ha ha, yeah, yeah, yeah Mystikal and OutKast, ha ha If it dont bump off in the club, you cant rock If it aint 808 in the trunk, it aint knock If you round our neck of the woods, you better stop Cause the people on the block gonna show you where to drop, ahhhh Call me the Heat Miser, the beat riser The nigga that spit that street fire Mystikal, André, and Big Boi taking em out of the park like Mark McGwire Sosa, you so so, your rhymes are small like Toto Youre bitchmade like Dorothy, you belong in a sorority Imma call you Cocoa, or Candy Go sing a song with Brandy Quit rhymin and double timin, what is you sayin, G? Im taking my thirteenth shot of Cuervo Gold My style is drunken And you know we doin the beat big, oh hell yeah, its gonna be bumpin Giving you something to beat the block with, with the cops swift My staminas incredible, so sucka, dont try to stop this The D-U-N-G-E-O-N Family, merrily Life is but a dream, I mean a nightmare cause its scaring me But I live, gotta give, one-double-O percent above the rest Yeah, Daddy Fat Sacks gon burst, and you know that, YEAH Yeah, know that, East Point never stop like that All the way to Decatur If it dont bump off in the club, you cant rock If it aint 808 in the trunk, it aint knock If you round our neck of the woods, you better stop Cause the people on the block gonna show you where to drop, ahhhh Hey, whats your name? André 3000, the year to fear is already here Must look beyond, sounds from the center of the sun Reason for a gun, only one Strong believer in self-preservation In the State of confused City of forgotten fate, County of the blues Street address Generation X Avenue But Generation Y high to the point That a joint wont anoint a new one Walking in my silver boots, need a shoehorn and some church socks What if I told you he manipulate clocks? Stops, time rewinds, see what he finds Then re-arrange and change things thats on your mind Would you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter? Would you holler that Im lying and ask another? Or pay no heed and run for cover? If it dont bump off in the club, you cant rock If it aint 808 in the trunk, it aint knock If you round our neck of the woods, you better stop Cause the people on the block gonna show you where to drop, ahhhh

One fine summer, turned Sunday evening Rolling around Chopper city, seen a fine ass bitch I get that two, two cheese and hate bean, bean Order went to Chinatown, bumping Gucci too deep Look at my new cutie, ghetto bad but with that bare booty Sucking on my neck, like she was trying to give me cooties I said, Do it baby I go up her skirt But next I got her out her shirt But she was like, Nuh, uh. Take me out first That bitch was fronting I couldnt say nothing But then all of a second, I just came up with something So I said, Im tired She said, You a liar I said, Why you mad though, you gon be alright though I was like Uh She was like What She said to point at her I said Girl, for what? What your finger for But then I said, You know what Ima do? Ima sing you something, but you gotta sing it too It goes... I found love in the third power I found love in the third power I found love in the third power Found love, found love, found love I found love in the third power Wooh The rings, we gon do for things We go do out sitting Sing a long to that familiar song Love wont leave me lone It seems, I wont do a season When do I leave when Im through it I stay in it like a joey till its glowing Feets are dangled, reach your ankles, cheeks are warming You can only cum so much, but each his own To each his own, man A deeper, deeper going Shes adoring, shes still growing on me like the lawn Only hurt my homie Now throw it on me like its boilin And how many grits, how many licks would it require Until my lips are getting tired Grips are getting wider by the nanosecond Looking panoramic Staring at me when your stand up naked Book a Air bnb, and be when we in bed Took her hair to leap to me and brought her to my chin Looking sad today, the sweetest pussy there again Put a pair of pliers on it, black a nigga down, eh I found love in the third power I found love in the third power I found love in the third power Found love, found love, found love I found love in the third power

One, two, three! My baby dont mess around Cause she loves me so This I know fo sho! But does she really wanna But cant stand to see me walk out tha door Dont try to fight the feeling Because the thought alone is killin me right now Thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking to together cause we dont know how Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! You think youve got it, oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it til theres nothing at all Weve been together, oh, weve been together But separates always better when theres feelings involved If what they say is Nothing is forever Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then what makes, what makes, what makes love the exception? So why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh Are we so in denial when we know were not happy here? Hey ya! Hey ya! Dont want to meet your daddy Just want you in my caddy Hey ya! Hey ya! Dont want to meet your momma Just want to make you cum-a Im, Im, Im just being honest! Im just being honest! Alright! Pick it up, here we go now! Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture! Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it like a Polaroid Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey Percy Jr., Percy Jr... wha-wha-whats that Whats that you playin? Workin on somethin new Sound like some bullshit I mean you really think the audience is gonna appreciate that? Well, Rooster say I can play what I wanna No, never mind anything that Rooster tell ya You gonna play the stuff I like, okay? Aint nobody like my style, yeah I light my fire, yeah They blow it out, yeah And dont nobody gonna feel like that, no Monkeys on my back crawl Now watch them all fall Gon fall! Look out! Nobody wanted to dance When I had a lot of time on my hands Now I gotta lot of hands on my time And everybody wanna be a friend of mine Whoa, whoa! I wouldnt mind a friend The fellas back home all tryna win Moon keeps shining on bootleg bottles Cops in the street, keep yo feet on the throttle Sellin what you got, cant afford they model Yellin, Go PJ, go! Aint no Idle; everything is Wild, yeah You can be here now, yeah Be in the ground, yeah And aint no bible at this here church, no You wont find God, no Might meet Him first, oh Oh, God! Look out! Nobody wanted to leave House so packed that we couldnt even breathe And aint no better place to fall in love Angels sent from heaven above Swing down! They gon change ya life You might make a baby, might meet ya wife But one sure thing that you gonna say Deep down south rustling in yo place Them Idlewild cats man they dont play Dont make me send the telegram to Rooster, hell shoot ya You better come harder than that sweetie! This aint no mortuary! And you dont wanna take it to the gat so soon Stinkin to ya Jenkins, waiting in the upper room Tell ya maker, say ya prayers, we some playas but you made us Mashed potatoes, bad potato, blast you hater, blast the gator So you might just wanna kick back and drink roots Take hat to ya woman, relax, break loose Cause pret soon if she choose, she gon walk away from you Straight to the Rooster cause hes cock-a-doodle poo What they do fool? Whos tryna run a small time crap shooting All time fat chewing, hats got the matching suit and lens All cats pursuing, kinda wild, its Idlewild Time to break it on, break it on down now Percival take it on out! Say whoa Mammy!... whoa Mammy! Say whoa Pappy!... whoa Pappy! Say whoa Mammy!... whoa Mammy! Say whoa Pappy!... whoaaa! Everybody get up! Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down! Everybody get up! Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down! Everybody get up! Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down! Everybody get up! Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down! Everybody get up! Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down! Everybody get up! Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down! Everybody get up! Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down! Everybody get up! Aww, naw, naw, naw, get down!

Hey Uh-huh Well, all right How yall doing? Yes, maam Looking mighty fine Ive been around the world Seen so many pretty girls But I still get overwhelmed When I look in your eyes Been from Maine to Spain But everything seems the same I only feel the change When I look in your eyes I know youre upper-class I know youve got pizzazz Every man wanna kiss yo... And I do too Sometimes Im just a clown And everybody puts me down I guess Ill come around When I look in your eyes Tell me whats a man to do To get close to you Im just a lonely fool When I look in your eyes Dont tell me no this time If you do, itll blow my mind Have you ever seen a grown man cry? Its an awful thing I guess its time to say goodbye But I gotta give it one more try Im only satisfied When I look in your eyes Ooh, please come home with me Ooh, dont you wanna marry me? Im even gonna rub your feet When they stink How can I let you down? I guess Im always gonna be around Im simply astounded When I look in your eyes

I know its not too ghetto I know its not too ghetto I said I know its not too ghetto You better check yourself, respect yourself You better go for self because I flow for self Ill tell you why theres no love Simply youre not cool enough For what we had between us Dont you know you lost my trust People ask me where youve been And I tell them were just friends Cause its so obvious that its never gonna work for us Oh, no Play with my emotions, you gets no devotion And you gets no love, gets no love You cant get no love from me You cant even be my friend And you gets no love again Whatever you do it will come back to you You gets no love from me Tell you why we cant hook up Cause I had about enough Hearing all the lies you tell (You gets no love... Boy, I though I knew you well ...from me) People think that youre my man They dont even understand Just because I let you get some That dont make you the one We aint even in love You know that you play Play with my emotions, you gets no devotion You gets no love, gets no love You cant get no love from me You cant even be my friend And you gets no love again Said you gets no love, gets no love You gets no love from me Yo, how the situation get so raw To the point we dont kiss no more Things I miss, you dont miss no more That night I met you on the disco floor Every night since missed you more Making hits on tour Now when I knock, you dont answer the door The phone ring, you dont answer no more Cause you aint tryna chance it no more Got to find me a new diva Something pretty for P. Diddy and his two-seater Now you could never have a piece of my love So when you see me dont reach for no hug And dont speak in the club Dont tell me how you deeply in love Other day you tried to greet me with thugs That wanted to heat me with slugs See the message on my beeper was bugged Try to chill, lay deep in the cut But you keeping it up Even my girl think of beating you up The way you keeping in touch She dont know if niggas cheating or what Boy, we had a cool relationship But you couldnt handle it Play with my emotions, you gets no devotion Whatever you do it will come back to you You cant even be my friend And you gets no love again Said you gets no love, gets no love, gets no love from me Play with my emotions, you gets no devotions Whatever you do it will come back to you You cant even be my friend And you gets no love again You gets no love from me

Oooooooooooooooooooo-weee Do-do-do Shoo-bob-shoo-bob doo-oooooo Do-do-do Shoo-bob-shoo-bob doo-oooooo Do-do-do Shoo-bob-shoo-bob doo-oooooo Are you rolling Down the same street that Im going Up the same stream that Im folding On the new ride? High is high - low is low Everybody want to go to heaven But nobody wants to die Nobody wants to die Nobody wants to: Do the donts Dont what is Colour outside the lines And nobody wants to try Nobody wants to try Nobody wants to I can feel it all over me right now And girl, if youre so good Got me on straight lock-down Its takin me, its spendin me Its makin me want to be with someone Make her feel Up the street Around the corner Down the block Around the clock Its bound to stop Or ease at least I can breath at least My brain release Pain relief Its the same belief that make you stand the chief And to this aint the snuff so obtain the spluf Cellophane of reef Trade your beef For these magic beans Crown the stop Ride the clouds Surf the waves An earth decays Expose your soul Never close your soul Slow your role Never overload your soul Hold your goes Never lose sight of those I suppose We can all float away As it goes We can all know the way If we prose We can share the way No one knows We can all go today If we chose We can all roll away Until youre truly ready to say, Fuck your fear! You are not alive You dont have to settle and be stuck right here You can let me drive Come and ride the roller-coaster Give all the troubles of the world to me At least come and see, come see the other side This may be the way you want the world to be Shoop-bop shoop-bop dooooo

And we gon creep in We gon hit all the hemispheres Bottom Dirty South, yeah Caution, track slippery The gangsta hippie, damn skippy Went in your face like this choke sammich Suckers, getting hit for losses Not even makin it back, to the line of scrimmage Seasonal scrubs out, starters in Midnight Madness, jumpin unis from A to Z Bustas get blocked For sinning papers, word is bogus Freeloaders get dropped off, pay docked Rollers, wanna be callin shots Non-believers hot, under the collar Goodie MO-B, two dope boys, and Mister C Generatin dolllars We dont lead to be followed Ill holler Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen before Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high Um, yeah, uh Im in the clouds, the dark, my planes racin cross the sky No haters on players, although they passin us by Fly like a bird, with no destination Makin a manifestation through music, bruh Use this as a way of expression, you in a cold world Chasin herb, clockin a G Use them Gs to invest Sub-Zero degrees, makin invincible slip Trip and nickin the wounds It was a hard fall to your doom Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen before Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen before Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high Whenever we endeavor, we capture compassion collage Cleverly theyll never be Binding for finding that forever free Naturally, actually, I master me classically The raspy raps touch the trees and traps And, oh, believe me, shorty snaps when his lungs collapse My aunt is scratchin for the scraps Wanna love you but I cant, cause you eatin and I aint The sinner, the saint Sky high Now who done stepped in? The nigga the B-I-G, the secret weapon, boy Slicker that black ice, throwing these flows like rice at weddings So quick flexing, you speaking about somethin thats refreshing To the earlobes; pay for the room and still be in pimp mode Like Iceberg, Chryslers and Buicks Some niggas aint on their jobs, so them suckers seem to lose it Abuse their privileges and now their whole villages been shot to pieces Cause niggas are biting that same stupid shit, I mean, that feces Boy, dont beep me if you aint got no work Im strictly about these verses like the ones you hear at church, boy Search boy, talking about your dough is long like Lurch, boy Every time I heard you rhyming like a fucking jerk boy, simp Yeah! Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me you eardrums It was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood Yellows and greens and blues and browns And greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated wood Aint a thing could explain but what pertains To cocaine and sustaining reign See summer rolls around, niggas all about change Then they steady move them keys like Bob James Cause old man winters arrived, the temperature dives November just died, Decembers alive Thus it aint no typical ride Just individual way to bring home The bacon when bacon was all gone Making it our own, taking me all wrong Weve all indulged in a bulge of those no-nos No, you aint solo, theres even lower levels you can go Take sun people put em in a land of snow Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen before Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high Yeah If it dont bump off in the club, it dont hit If you cant get down with D Wayne, we got crip Never liked short cars in my life, I drove ships Been gone for three years but we back like crimps For them boys with the deep dish dicks White walls thick, didnt have to change much Didnt have to fix shit, so Man, make the mothafucka speaker blow, shake the fuckin flo Here to let your ass know One more time on the grind, didnt have to think twice When Im in the streets, always lookin out for the black ice Always lookin out for the black ice Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen before Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen before Woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

I gotta catch my flight, alright, alright, yeah I cant be there somebody everyday She said she found somebody and they hate me And Im gettin the feelin that she friendly creep Thats what the message said Now she stuck in my head She said I never did She could be in a launcher She bout to break my heart, she bout to break my heart I think my girl might be cheating on the low She say she need her space and she say she need to go Oh man, I think my girl might be cheating on the low I really hate to say it, but tonight I need to know Need to know, are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO I think my girl might be cheating...UFO, UFO She say she want somebody she can talk to I always say I will but I never do She says he need somebody she can count on And when she dial my number, I dont pick it up Alright, alright, girl Now I gotta catch my flight Alright, alright, girl I cant be that somebody Every day she say she find somebody and it aint me And Im getting the feeling that she finna creep Thats what the message said That shit stuck in my head She said I never did She could be in his arms She bout to break my heart She bout to break my heart I think my girl might be cheating on the low She say she need her space and she say she need to go Oh man, I think my girl might be cheating on the low I really hate to say it, but tonight I need to know Need to know, are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO I think my girl might be cheating...UFO, UFO Fuck that, double back Park my car next to a puddle that For everything that Andre 3000 it would irritate me But I would rather see My lover back So I ran like hot bubble bath To learn if my lovers laugh had come in rap But bought this new hovercraft It felt so bad So I ran up the stairs and I stand with my peoples Pull off her panties while she was still packin She responded like how I would have wanted If I were leavin and Im acin I said woman tell me what is goin on the air between us And I love you Lord had conveyed it, the meanin to me And I mean it, Sabrina and Venus shoot She keep up that record cause she wanna to keep scores Fuck those habits Like me and you those damn habits Flip back on a mattress And I will need answer the phone right away If that I think we gone I think my girl might be cheating on the low She say she need her space and she say she need to go Oh man, I think my girl might be cheating on the low I really hate to say it, but tonight I need to know Need to know, are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO I think my girl might be cheating...UFO, UFO He could be alone with a dancer Hear it in his tone when he answer Four or five hoes in a week But if I go out to cheat Then I have no standards But tonight Imma leave Find me someone in these streets Frequent them slowly and not feel emotion Cause he would do the same to me no doubt So Imma get even, I never believed in you telling me a lie Imma get busy and find me a nigga to lay with tonight Pimpin aint nothing but game, treat all these niggas the same Niggas and women, we all lie about how we living We all lie about where we staying We all lie about who we laying, we all do We all lie about who we cuffing We all lie about who we fucking, we all do Baby dont worry about me, I be on the run like B You aint gotta hide your face cause Im probably in the room right next to your suite I think my girl might be cheating on the low She say she need her space and she say she need to go Oh man, I think my girl might be cheating on the low I really hate to say it, but tonight I need to know Need to know, are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO Are you fucking other niggas? UFO, UFO I think my girl might be cheating...UFO, UFO

N-n-n-not too far but long ago When life was straight up and cars would move slow When you were cool if you were pigeon-toed But things have changed Now life is a musical I called Big Boi on the telephone I said hey hold up fore we put out another song Say no matter what goes down we stand strong Cause aint nothin changed Hey lets make a musical Based on fict and faction Or verse, vica throw in some action And you got us well to a fraction Cause things have changed The Kast go Hollywood Dont let em dont let em Dont let em dont let em Change us change us Change us change us Dont let em dont let em Dont let em dont let em Change us change us Change us change us Dont let em dont let em Dont let em dont let em Change us change us Change us change us Dont let em dont let em Dont let em dont let em Dont let em dont let em Dont let em dont let em Dont

OutKast, Snoop Dogg, Sleepy Brown, OW! Ching-a-Ling, the ride is on clean, cause Ching-a-Ling, were so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, we always make a scene, cause were Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, I been doing things now Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, the light stays green now Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean Here I am, you know its me The funk style brotha with the pinky ring People stare, women scream Cause they aint ever seen a brotha be so clean Gangsta hats, minks to match Glass half full just sippin yak Big Snoop Dogg bout to... Me and OutKast just leanin back in the back Cadillac, rims intact Got the blue gators and belts to match Some people play crazy, some people play like they sane It doesnt matter, we always play in the rain Too much of data can make the mind overload Scramble all logic, not even you can decode Where are we going? Can we slip and we slide? It doesnt matter just shut the fuck up and ride I am, a multi-pimp, so fresh, so clean Primp, primp, primp, in a... (Cadillac, rims intact Got the blue gators and belts to match) Ching-a-Ling, the ride is on clean, cause Ching-a-Ling, were so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, we always make a scene, cause were Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, I been doing things now Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, the light stays green now Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean I woke up early on my birthday, pimpin in the worst way Never come in last place, usually come in first place First they chase me, lace me, and taste me Keep me some Brandy, Cagney and Lace it Face me, look at me, now tell me what you lookin at A P-I-M-P in wingtip Staceys Lately, hate me, its all that they could trip on with And know them niggas bitch to hit That Im the one she kick it with Run and hide, tell a lie, watch the P-I-stizi O-U-T-Kizni, Dirty Siouth-sizni The bitches love the way we ride So if you aint a big dogg, then I suggest you stay insiznide I be, G S-N-double-O-P, E-S, LBC, you feel me? You cant sell me, tell me, silly, gilly, hilly billy... ...while I slide in the 6-9... (Cadillac, rims intact Got the blue gators and belts to match) To the window to the wall, to the bathroom, bitch, dont fall The Kast gone keep on humpin and dumpin, and post up on all of yall Got my nigga Snoop Dogg, LBC, College Park, E-P-T On the remix tip, we gon sit and rim tip and wingtip Like a boss pimp, not a lost pimp cause I... Wearin hard shoes, or none at all, I... Take Godzilla and the gator from Lake Placid Manufacturing in a fashion, mashin, mobbin, stabbin You crabbin, your girl is sappin and frampin Im snappin and trappin, dapper, debonair, dashin All I need is some Cognac, and a cold, cold cola, slashin Smooth, serious, smashin, multi-rubles matching Toot that booty, Imma toot the horn Im a player, every time they ask me in my... (Cadillac, rims intact Got the blue gators and belts to match) Two times (Cadillac, rims intact Got the blue gators and belts to match) Ching-a-Ling, the ride is on clean, cause Ching-a-Ling, were so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, we always make a scene, cause were Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, I been doing things now Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean Ching-a-Ling, the light stays green now Ching-a-Ling, so fresh, so clean

The feeling of being 12 years old and waking up in the middle Of the night and somebody in yo room Your heart starts beating so fast, you can hear it pumping The veins in your temples pulsate as you stare at the intruder Then after a few minutes, you realize he aint moving So finally you let em hang and turn on the light And the killer turns into your coat throwed over the chair The feeling of sitting at the red light early in the morning And two or three motherfuckers cross the street Your senses heighten, reflexes sharpen, visions enhanced Adrenaline flows As they rush across the street, you leave the print from the heater grip in your palm Then your heart rate and breathing drag back to normal as you realize these niggas just going to the store Many of us mistake phobia for true fear Whereas fear is a gift from God to be used for self-preservation Phobia are obstacles strategically placed in society by opposers of positive existence Through stereotyping, innuendo, false documentation, and glorification, theyll turn your fear switch to a permanent on We can change this by changing the small truth within the lie Death is a small price to pay for respect Death is a small price to pay for respect You know who it is; you know what it is Peace out In these troubling times, a nigga like me be thinking of rhymes That makes my quarters, nickels, plus my pennies and my dimes stack Dont be looking for trouble, it be finding me Try turning the other cheek I understand but never mind that Yes sir, guess the light is getting dim At the end of the tunnel tried to hit me for my rims I never thought thirty spokes could attract so much attention I gotta protect my own therefore Im heated just like a kitchen Full of pots and pan, Glocks in hand Shots, rung out like ringin the bells And then that sucker nigga ran Damn, I never thought that it would come to this conclusion The folks that throwed us on them boats should be the ones Im bruisin But naw, we dont see it that way In 94 this is the real, it aint no time for play play Better believe the playas on the loose Need to get they head screwed on tight When it really get down to the nitty grit, who gon fight? Pipe, down Cause aint no better time to crank it up than right now We gots the Seagram crunk down here And I dont hear nobody disagreeing Orga-no-i-z-e, Mr. D.J. and me and Big Boi So dont spend your whole life Living it for the white You got a 9-to-5 and now you choose to live it right You taking your ass to the Army cause you scared of revolution Im writing every day to stop that brain pollution I got a baby on the way, the cess is in my chest Im 18 years of age and black so I can picture less Im smokin and drinkin eryday, so playa, fuck a job Educated and black, I will resort to rob See why in the muthafuck, do niggas be acting up Do they want me to grab my shit and be lettin that pistol go buck? See I be gettin stuck and stuff Havin to knock a nigga out about my clout Thats not what its about See yes indeed I got that weed like Daddy Q be havin them ounces That nigga the B-I-G be chokin em out and then I bounces I got that lyrical flow to make a ho pull up her skirt I drunk that Erk & Jerk, boi, thinkin of future things to work on I got my fuck on and then I took my clothes off Washed my nuts up in the sink and then I got more nuts off Cough, its time to be out, sees bein a pimp is bein a pimp Im dirtier than the shit on the back of a shrimp Now aint that foul the way a nigga can spit that style My nigga, I spit it, I did it, yall suckas need to quit it Cause its real So dont spend your whole life Living it for the white You got a 9-to-5 and now you choose to live it right You taking your ass to the Army cause you scared of revolution Im writing every day to stop that brain pollution I got a baby on the way, the cess is in my chest Im 18 years of age and black so I can picture less Im smokin and drinkin eryday, so playa, fuck a job Educated and black, I will resort to rob Well, its that nigga that be wearing Nautica V-necks and Polo sweats I got some food up in your thoughts and that cess off in your chest See, living up in the Dungeon where we stayed in 93 See, that nigga the B-I-G B-O-I, that be me, yee And when we rock it, niggas be jocking just like jock itch You snitch, I fucked your bitch See and my niggas Gd that ho On the Southside of Campbellton Road No slippin in this pimpin, she was just a horny toad See, Im a mystery like the killing of Michael Jordans father Was steadily clockin the hoes when I worked at Foot Locker Im gettin higher than learning Smokin em up and then burning East Point is on the map and now I close the curtains Now shit done got boring ass Molin when XS closed down But niggas kept soarin, steerin Stirrin, being the pharm assistant that missed Other folks but some people tend to joke about this But its really dead serious You can bet my lyrics Now ya wonder why that we done stopped and got curious Wanting to know where Im from and where I need to be Now that I know comfortable living give me meat Can I get that; ya wonder why we split back Lure us into pitch black dark But I sit back and spark another one To leave ya discombobulated in that dust Living in a world where in nobody do you trust Then hustlin became a major trade, but... Us in major trouble cause we made, uh... Too many mistakes off in the past Thinkin you could make it this world and now we laugh Cause its all false Either way ya go, ya gotta pay the cost... So dont spend your whole life Living it for the white You got a 9-to-5 and now you choose to live it right You taking your ass to the Army cause you scared of revolution Im writing every day to stop that brain pollution I got a baby on the way, the cess is in my chest Im 18 years of age and black so I can picture less Im smokin and drinkin eryday, so playa, fuck a job Educated and black, I will resort to rob Spend your whole life Living it for the white You got a 9-to-5 and now you choose to live it right] You taking your ass to the Army cause you scared of revolution Im writing every day to stop that brain pollution I got a baby on the way, the cess is in my chest Im 18 years of age and black so I can picture less Im smokin and drinkin eryday, so playa, fuck a job Educated and black, hangin with the G-O-O-D-I-E Mob, nigga Yeah Take you a lil higher, knowwhatImsayin? When you learnin, when you burnin up that smoke So you can choke on my quote And get my ... down yo throat You just dont understand, youknowwhatImsayin? Organized Noize for 95, bitch!

Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Now sittin in the bathtub listening to the Isley Brothers and others outside my door want to despise me Reminds me that everyone aint cool, the world is jealous Never could understand when my mama use to tell us Dont take your food outside around your friends Unless you got enough to feed the neighborhood The play has just began, follow me now Act 1 Scene 2 the date 1/1/96 the time I dont know Mood disturbed, Dre goes on to say they trying to get over Like them niggas with the blinker on, I got my thinker on So Im like Word, however you want to act is fine That is real as fishing rods I might be kissing God but Im still in the battle So if you got cattle you best be fasting For 7 days and 7 nights we everlasting 20 years young on a quest to get my class ring Just for them fhite wolks, I will if its the last thing I do Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Yeah, slick, knowhatImsayin, Im gonna tell you like this Just cause I live the apartment dont mean you can keep puttin these notes under my windshield, Im tellin you Shorty gon bust your ass about that shit Check it, hey yall, hey yall, hey yall, hoes Back up in this bitch rippin tracks like Im supposed Tommy and Ralph Lauren dont like niggas to wear they clothes Where your proof at? Whos that? Talking shit like those Keepin the rumors up, I wish I lived in a fuckin cave I ride the streets in Lexus, all these crows they wanna be saved Go to college, get a job cause all you want to do is shake I use to hit Club Nikkis but I gave that shit a break Just like Maaco, Waco, burn it to the ground I bet you eatin that pork when your partners aint around Backdraft, scenes of Shaft splackin these hoes just like hes supposed to Quote you: Big Boi is the pimp ass nigga that formed you Like pottery, sloppily, playin hoes like lotteries OutKast did the dirt and now you swear your shit is poppin see You bit , we makin hits, so give me your flag back Im living in the SWATS so you may call me Daddy Fat Sax Yeah, you know what Im sayin? Like this Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting One in a million men passing the J off in the culture Dont yall smoke a couple of pounds and get tore up yall And tear the devil headquarters down to the grizzound Is how we hit the house and puff a couple of good pounds Of good weed, PeeWee, my nigga Little Beewee We need a 50 box of Phillies and some bouncin titties From the Magic, the Flame Nikkis too, and share in Sequels Never payin for no pussy You can shake it, you can keep it to yourself, hoe You left your morals at the door, when you stepped in, crept in Naked as babies at the beach, so Now you wonder why your nigga done bust you in the fore Head, aint no respect there, so now you just assed out like breech Delivery, slivery got you swung on These types of things go on from here to Bowen Home to London England, Wall Street to yall street Sometimes I get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat But Im back on it Because we lasting ever, sound good, dont it? Rattling your trunks like FAMU and the component Said thats it—man, fuck that shit On and on and on and Im out Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting Everlasting

So I typed a text to a girl I used to see Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be And I apologize if this message gets you down Then I CCed every girl that Id see-seed round town And hate to see yall frown but Id rather see her smilin Wetness all around me, true but Im no island Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense, I know crazy Give up all this pussy cat thats in my lap, no lookin back
Spaceships dont come equipped with rear view mirrors They dip as quick as they can, the atmosphere is now ripped Im so like a pimp, Im glad its night So the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum When I shoot the moon, high jump the broom Like a preemie out the womb, my partner yelling too soon Dont do it! Reconsider, read some literature on the subject You sure? Fuck it You know we got your back like chiropractic If that bitch do you dirty well wipe her ass out in some detergent Now hurry hurry go on to the altar I know you aint a pimp, but pimp remember what I taught ya Keep your heart, Three Stacks, keep your heart Hey keep your heart, Three Stacks, keep your heart Man these girls is smart, Three Stacks, these girls is smart Play your part...play your part. My bitch a choosy lover, never fuck without a rubber Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover Money on the dresser, drive a Kompressor Top notch hoes get the most, not the lesser Trash like to fuck with $40 in the club Fuckin up the game, bitch it gets no love She be cross country, givin all that she got A thousand a pop, Im pullin Bentleys off the lot I smashed up the gray one, bought me a red Every time we hit the parkin lot we turn head Some hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary Your bitch chose me, you aint a pimp, you a fairy Baby you been rollin solo, time to get down with the team The grass is greener on that other side, if you know what I mean I show you shit you never seen, the Seven Wonders of the World And I can make you the eighth if you wanna be my girl When I say my girl I dont mean my woman, that aint my style
Need a real street stalker to walk a green mile We piling up the paper on the dining room table Cause you able to realize Im the truth and not a fable We rock the freshest Sable, keep that chilla on the rack What I look like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back? Im a million dollar mack that need a billion dollar bitch Put my pimpin in your life, watch ya daddy get rich Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3 Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C, B-U-N B Cause whats a ho with no pimp, and whats a pimp with no hoes Dont be a lame, you know the game and how it goes We tryna get chose Now I can say that Ive never felt this way But pimp would probably tell me that aint the players way I could let my homies sway the feelings that I have for you Thunderstorms of what they think could probably cloud my view Dont get twisted Im interested in where this could go But itd be a shame if my name slain for messing with a ho And then homies laughed saying they know, smh What if being a player forever is my fate I enjoy the food you bring but I got enough on my plate, baby You tell me, if you let this go then you crazy Why would you ever listen to another person I could fix that pain that you feel but if you leave itll worsen But here comes the other version from my brother Do you think shell stay faithful never fuck with another Yeah she celibate when it comes to them dudes This feels like a test what answer do I choose Do I follow my heart or follow my gut My sister told me dont do it cause trust is a must And distrust is a musk, it stinks and its noticeable Deodorant wont help, but you gotta decide for yourself

One two three uh! My baby dont mess around Because she loves me so And this I know fo sho But, does she really wanna? But cant stand to see me Walk out the door Dont try to fight the feelin Cause the thought alone is killing me right now Thank god for Mom and Dad For sticking two together Cause we dont know how Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! You think youve got it Oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it Till theres nothing at all We get together Oh, we get together But separates always better when theres feelings involved If what they say is, Nothing is forever, Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then what makes, then what makes love the exception? So why you, why you, why you Why you, why you, why you Are we so in denial when we know were nothing but happy here? Yall dont want me here you just wanna dance Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! Im just being honest Hey, alright now Alright now, fellas Now whats cooler than bein cool? I cant hear ya I say whats cooler than bein cool? Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright Okay now, ladies And we gonna break this thing down in just a few seconds Now dont have me break this thing down for nothin Now I wanna see yall on yall baddest behavior Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbour. Ahh, here we go! Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it Sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, shake it Sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid Picture, hey ya Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid Picture Now while Beyonces and Lucy Lius And baby dolls, get on the floor Get on the floor You know what to do... You know what to do... You know what to do! Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! Hey ya... Hey ya! Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid Picture Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid Picture

Sunny: Good morning, little people! Class: Good morning, Sunny! Sunny: Alright! Madison? Madison: Speaking! Sunny: Eddie? Eddie: Present Sunny: Tamika? Tamika: What up? Kim, Kam? Kim: Right here! Kam: Right here Sunny: Philly Phil? Philly Phil: Uh, here Sunny: Lil D? Lil D?! Everyone: Aw yeah! Sunny: Class of 3000, sing Everyone: La, la, la, la, la Sunny: Now Philly Phil, you and Lil D, yall hold that groove tight Hypnotize them so you can take them where you wanna take them Class: Hey, Sunny, can we take them to the bridge? Huh, huh, huh? Hey, Sunny, can we take them to the bridge? Sunny: Uh, okay Madison: Oh, I know that one London Bridge is falling down Falling down, falling down London Bridge is falling down Class: So much reality TV that real life becomes a sitcom If you aint got no rhythm We gon show you how to get some, yeah Kam: This beat is ferocious! Kim: Yeah, like a big ol tiger! Sunny: Class of 3000, sing Everyone: La, la, la Lil D: See, shawty, we gotta show these folks we dont play, even when we do be playin! Tamika: You dont even watch cartoons! Man, thats scary. I bet if you ordered a banana split, you wont even eat the cherry! Man, you lame! Lil D: Shawty, what you talkin bout? Sunny: Ooh, sound like youve been practicin, Eddie! Madison: Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do Sunny: Alright now, just like we rehearsed it! One, two, one, two, three, here we go Stay cool now, stay cool, shh, let the music do all the talkin Madison: Um, Sunny? Sunny: Ah, yes, Madison? Madison: Excuse me but, um, the radio people dont play songs without words anymore Sunny: Yeah, I know, but dont you worry about that, as long as its jammin all the cool people will play it Madison: Ohh... Philly Phil: Hey, Lil D, how you like my new electrophonic bass thingamajig? Heh, just made it, heh! Lil D: Oh, thats fly! Sunny: Now remember lesson one Be yourself cause no one else can Take your seat at cool school Thats right, Class of 3000 Be yourself cause no one else can Do that thing like you do Right again, Class of 3000 And always remember to let em know Where you come from just so they know Class: Bankhead, Buckhead, go ahead, go ahead Bankhead, Buckhead, go ahead, go ahead Madison: Hey, yall, what about East Point and College Park? Class: Yeah, alright, cool Sunny: Alright now, Lil D, im gonna need some thunder and lightening out them drums Lil D: Alright! Sunny: Lets take em home Madsion: Oh, were on the radio! Eddie: Money cant buy you funk, no, no, no, no Kam: Yeah...

OHH! Cmon Ohh We wanna welcome erybody for comin out tonight To another S-T-L/A-T-L connection Whoo! We dont normally do this But uhh.. we gon keep the party goin Girls, girls, fly girls Pretty toes all around the world Im lookin for the country girls City girls Sexy girls Pretty girls, ohh yeah I need that one thatll make ya heart stop when you see her She can get a pick of the Llac or the Modena Ill give it all from two to fo-seaters It aint gotta be Halloween, Im +trickin+ just to +treat+ her Jealousy in the air - other girls wanna be her She young right now, shes an up-and-comin diva She aint gotta measure up, but she gotta be off the meter But if I can dance with Cindy, I can dance with Shaquita Cause I know I can, I shall, I will I feels I can, I felt I plays with a whole lotta mils You aint talkin bout nothin if you aint talkin bout dollar bills Shorty glow shine, so fine, you gotta keep her Pretty toed, half Black, half senorita Coochie so good, make it hard for you to leave her Im a playa so even if Im losin I never cheat her, uhh Hey, hey T.I.P. be off the meter when he sharp as a needle In a new two-seater, pissin on niggas ego I dont wanna rap no mo, Im CEO No mo menage-a-trois, the full trio Three hoes, get in they mind like Miss Cleo You know, nigga chop hoes like Judo I know a lot of nigga hot about me I know you niggas aint forgot about me Im the shorty with the Os and the dro And the blow and the, Jag-o and get the clothes out the sto Anyway - I got a bottle of Mo and X-O And Im lookin for a modelin ho, so lets go Get it right - six nights, six flights, six shows Six checks, each one, six ohs Six broads to choose, they six pros Light-skinned Asian bitches with pink toes Theres so many fly girls Ive seen Around the worrrrld I gotta get me a girl Hey, hey - I gotta get me a girl Cmon cmon - Nikki, Tasha, Kiki, and Laverne and Shirl Hey, hey I gotta get me a girl I gotta get me a girl, hey Uhh, uhh Now I done been around the world TWICE, back again Whoever thought Id be twenty times plat-inum Whoever thought Id have jewels but I lack a gem I done dealt with plenty dimes, but I lack the ten A New York chick, I met her through the fashion biz And we be doin them type of thangs - you cant imagine shit She be bitin and screamin cause shes so passionate Shorty got blue eyes but she African Talkin bout Yeah! We wanna thank all the ladies for comin out tonight Every one that.. you know, open-toed, inch-heel stilleto Maybe you might have a open-toed sandle Or maybe you just runnin to the grocery sto in your house shoes With your feet out, girl you lookin good OH! Theres so many fly girls Ive seen Around the worrrrld, all around the worrrrld I gotta get me a girl Hey, hey - I gotta get me a girl Cmon cmon - Nikki, Tasha, Kiki And Laverne and Cheryl - hey, hey I gotta get me a girl - I gotta get me a girl I gotta get me a girl - hey, hey

Aye, aye Bun who did this man? So you mean you got, T.I.P., Killer Mike, Lil Jon and Bun B So thats the King of the South.. the Underground King.. The King of Crunk.. and King Kong all on the same song Haha.. aye Jon, they aint ready We taking it on back to the trap my nigga! I got them bows on my lac - swervin on these niggas! I got the ho up in the back - bumpin niggas figgaz! I got the weed in my sack - smokin on that killa! In the hood where Im at - trappin with my niggas! I got the NEW NEW... NEW NEW... NEW NEW... NEW NEW... Man we been throwin raps for too long Aye whatchu wanna do homes? Im finna pull this heat and have you fetal like a new-born T.I.P., Mike, and Bun B - scared whatchu better be We was just the kings, now we heads of a legacy Leaders of the new south, fake niggas move out He talkin loud and proud, but he scared with a tool out Im the nigga they be askin what we gon do bout? Mike told me fuck them niggas, bring that New New out Tank the Chevy, buy the Caddie, bring the 22s out Put the city back on top, just seperate the fools now We had lots of misrepresentation but hey we cool now Cant keep playin both sides of the fence, you got to choose now The realest of the real or the fakest of the fake If ya got it on ya chest, shawty say it to my face When ya hold ya nuts in hatred, ya only rushin til ya wait And we gon show them people what it really is in the A Straight from Atlanta, the hog hand-ler Grown folk trap, scramb-ler Knee deep, means to get them Gs to my manager My mack-10 made for action, body-baggin and throat braggin Ill drag em threw the river like a bad yellow nigga Im mashin with pops fashion, bustin first no questions askin You gon off that waterboat and thinkin you can hold me Im, King Kong on every track, no cap-sule can hold me Ill THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP, when I BUMP BUMP BUMP BUMP! Its woofers, tweeters, speakers, geekers, ALL IN YO TRUNK! My dad aint raise no fag, my mom aint had no punk We dont hesitate or negotiate, we pop Chevy trunks From the home of Coca-Cola, Im not referrin to soda Imma grind til I shine, or die going for mine SIG Sauer by my side, swervin and blowin pine Dont be a victim to a Killer, be a father to ya son This Re-Akshon, Killa Kill, T.I.P., and Bun Bitch Im coming live from the trunk and I thrive on the funk Cuz Id rather die like a man than survive like a punk Im no coward, Im dro-powered, you gettin Twin-Towered Devoured - its a shit-storm and you bout to get showered From Broward county to Harris, Pasadena to Paris I embarrass niggas on chrome wheels as big as the ferris Cuz there is, now way now how - I stay low-key, low-brow In that black on black on black in the lac cuz Im so wild I get, drunk off that, Ill be high off this I might pop one of those, it dont matter my nigga - I dont miss They put me hot on list, where players are posted But them players we posted up on corners, when they say and get roasted And the prayer get toasted, cuz I keep the flame on The face for the game on - leave a stain on anything I puts my name on Disrespect and the techll peck a player like Woody Cuz caint nuttin keep a trill nigga down, ask Khujo Goodie All I gotta say is sucker emcees better run The debate is now, whos the greatest emcee? T.I.P., Killer Mike, or Bun? We are not doing this for fun - this is a bloodsport Emcees are dying, mothers are crying And wack-ass niggas will go out trying It is officially a new day, I am officially the new mouth AND THESE ARE THE EMCEES OF THE NEW SOUTH!!

Man yall play too much Now now Percival, dont fret Were here to help you laughs I told you to bring good songs... what are you gonna do now? Look at the keys... well... you gotta do something Keep your eyes on the keys... heres looking at you kid laughs Okay okay... well... make up somethin... yeah right You wont make sense... I dont know lets try it Here we go clears throat Makes no sense at all Makes no sense at all Makes no sense at all Makes no sense at all ABC, 123, Do-re-mi, out of key Out of touch, out of tune, butterknife, tea spoon Razz-a-matazz, Thing-a-majig, whatchamacallit, bullshit So and so, such and such pretty much Makes no sense at all Makes no sense at all Makes no sense at all Makes no sense at all 1 and 1 makes 2, 2 and 2 makes 4, 4 and 4 makes 8 and 8 makes 16 16 and, 16 makes Ahh makes no sense at all Who needs lyrics anyway How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations? How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations? How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations? How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations? How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations? How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations? How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations? How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations? Hey! Hey little buddy where you going? Come back man! We was just playin! Come on man! See I pissed him off {bridge fades out to piano solo}

Oh yes, I love her like Egyptian, want a description? My royal highness So many plusses when I bust that there can’t be no minus Went from yelling crickets and crows Bitches and hoes to queen thangs Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs Like Kilroy, chill boi, because them folks might think you soft Talking like that, man, fuck them niggas, I’m going off And coming right back like boomerangs when you throw ‘em With these old ghetto poems Thinking its better for ‘em When they can let they thumb down from hitchhiking Inviting niggas into the temple they call the body Now everybody got it, had it Talked about it amongst they friends Coming around my crew looking Jazzy, wanna pretend Like you Ms. Goody Four-Shoes Even Bo knew that you got poked Like acupuncture patients While our nation is a boat, straight sinking I hate thinking that these the future mamas of our chillun They fucking a different nigga every time they get the feeling to I’m willing to go the extra kilo-meter Just to see my señorita get her pillow On the side of my bed where no girl ever stay House and doctor was the games we used to play But now it’s real Jazzy Belle Jazzy Belle If you really want to be my star Maybe we can mend a broken heart Jazzy Belle If you really want to be my boo Straighten up your shit I’ll be with you See, what if you was a playa, real playa not no flaw Having the very best of life: lobster, steak and Perignon Smoking an ounce of weed and every single day was personal FreakNik Tricking these hoes in Polo clothes, life as you conceived it But your conception, deception Looking into your eyes I see your weapon and it’s depressing Theyre digging up in your thighs, leaving deposits Keeping your closets open, knocking your boots and drawers Hoping to get you sprung like bail-bonds Steadily calling me Antwan ‘Cause you thinking that you my lady Bitch, don’t play me cause you’re janky I wanted to hit that ass but me and the Goodie, we got danky So thank thee, for running that Southerplayalistic game You was the only one to blame A nigga don’t even know your name, it’s a shame You cracking ‘em up and fucking a nigga like 2Pac up I’m leaving these foes to be the flowers and wake don’t get me See, I gotta be feeding my daughter Teach her to be that Natural Woman ‘Cause she’ll be Waiting to Exhale While you other hoes be Dumb and Dumber Jazzy Belle If you really want to be my star Maybe we can mend a broken heart Jazzy Belle If you really want to be my boo Straighten up your shit I’ll be with you See me and ol girl in the black on black Lac Northstar Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are Talk bad about her nigga, guaranteed to snap like bra Straps, sticking together like grandma and grandpa-pa In this dog-eat-dog world Kitty cats be scratching on my furry coat to curl Up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bits I want to earl ‘Cause most of the girls that we was liking in high school Now they dyking Nasty bitch Having no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some Be hanging around the crew looking for funds, dumb Deaf and fine, they be, asking me all about mine How she doing, how she be I know she’s sipping that wine Behind my back they squawk like vultures Off and On like Trends of Cultures, baby Hey he, faking it like these sculptured nails But they can go to hell and lay with Lucifer ‘Cause they burning anyway, Big Boi use her and abuse her Jazzy Belle If you really want to be my star Maybe we can mend a broken heart Jazzy Belle If you really want to be my boo Straighten up your shit I’ll be with you Jazzy Belle If you really want to be my star Maybe we can mend a broken heart Jazzy Belle If you really want to be my boo Straighten up your shit I’ll be with you

A bad note aint no bad note If its a good note A bad note aint no bad note If its a good note A bad note aint no bad note If its a good note A bad note aint no bad note If its a good note Huh, haha! Yeah! Yeah! A bad note aint no bad note If its a good note A bad note aint no bad note If its a good note A bad note aint no bad note If its a good note A bad note aint no bad note If its a good note It aint so bad It aint so bad It aint so bad

My suit is dark my clouds are gray And all things around me pass away Well what if I leave Yeah thats what Ill do Ill leave Cause 88 keys is all I got to lose That aint much, you can have them shoes Im dyin to love dyin to play Dyin to get out of here Im dyin to live Percival Says goodye An angel dies

How yall feelin tonight? I dont give a damn... Mama, Im leavin way from home to join the circus {elephant sounds} And Papa, Im goin to the place where them clowns get down.. get down Sister, I know that there are lions, tigers, and bears Ill be safe and sure to call yall when I get there! The, the, the, the greatest show on Eaaarrrttthhh Step right up, step right up, come one, come all What you want, what you need Wanna drank, wanna chief I got it yeah... I got it Mommmmaaaa, Im moving up and Ill be selling cotton caaannndy And Poppppaaaa next week theyll let me sit on the trapeze-eze... WHOO! Uncccllleee you should see all these dancing girls And every night I get to sleep under the big top Oooooooohhhhh whoa Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! BOYS AND GIRLS! PLEASE GIVE IT UP FOR THE AMAZING CHORUS! Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay! I got, I got, I got good love I got true love, I got green love I got blue love, I got dark love I got light love, I got white love I got chocolate love, I got plaid love I got striped-ed love What you clapping for, I aint done yet!

Woo Ahahaha Crooked booty Make you ha, and shake your shit Woo, Lord Hmm I am putting the poetry into motion My addiction is overdosing on a natural high Supplying the soul with that unmistakable, mystical, magical feeling that your money cant Buy Becoming a slave to the rhythm Theres no way that you could stop me now Id like to see you try Cause Im already long-gone Dont be scared for me baby, just blow me a kiss goodbye I cant believe youd rather stay behind than go beyond Talk to me, baby, tell me why Society wont set ya free now follow me Programming your fear to fly But best believe Ima breathe and break ground before I die I know its Live and let live, but my love wont let me lie Make me wanna do the— And we dont speak proper English When we walk, we strut our stuff We act like life is gravy even though its oh-so rough My doctor diagnosed me and he said, Now, heres the deal: Youre coming down with a bad case of The Crooked Booty The Crooked Booty Now everybody do the crooked booty Come on, I say the crooked booty Come on everbody I say the crooked booty Yeah, the crooked booty Now everybody do the crooked booty Yeah, come on, the crooked booty Oh doctor doctor help me please I got this problem come over me And I just cant shake it At first, I was just fine Didnt really play it no mind Until it hit another time Cause my chest popped out And my back went in Started movin my body Like I had a nervous itch So the doctor gave me This remedy He said, Pop it to, boy And feel the beat Ayy, everybody Its the brand new craze and its comin your way It was started in the slums by the Dungeon Family Its not very hard, its kinda easy to do All you got to be is poor and broke and have no loot, yo Its called the Crooked Booty and its only a test Its like tryin to stop the IRS from takin your cheques Its like tryin to soak your cheese and took all the rap Its like tryin to stop a nigga from crackin your back on this track Its like tryin to tell your daughter you cant chase the cake Its like tryin to stop a boss jack from swangin his set You just go like that You can be 400 pounds or be as tall as Shaq , ugh Pimp, get out your Lac And do the crooked booty, and do the crooked booty Do the crooked booty do the crooked booty do the crooked booty, ahhh! Now everybody do The Crooked Booty The Crooked Booty Now everybody do the crooked booty Come on, I say the crooked booty Come on, everybody, I say the crooked booty Yeah, the crooked booty Now everybody, do the crooked booty Yeah, come on, the crooked booty I aint got no paper I cant wipe my ass, huh But give me one lil dollar Ill show you how to make it last I aint got no paper I cant wipe my ass, oww But give me one lil dollar Ill show you how to make it last And we dont speak proper English When we walk, we strut our stuff We act like life is gravy even though its oh-so rough My doctor diagnosed me and he said, Now, heres the deal: Youre coming down with a bad case of the The Crooked Booty The Crooked Booty Now everybody do the crooked booty Come on, I say the crooked booty Come on, I say the crooked booty Yeah, everybody do the crooked booty Now everybody do the crooked booty The crooked booty Now everybody do the crooked booty The Crooked Booty Now everybody do the crooked booty I say the Crooked Booty Now everybody say the crooked booty The Crooked Booty Now everybody do the Crooked Booty The Crooked Booty

They say that Im the one And you, you are the prototype You might have the ears of sound But you already know who they like You niggas need hugs for real Somebody to hold you real tight You niggas need hugs for real Somebody tell em hes the prototype I am the truth, no lie about it Bring my testimony when I walk in that booth Walking the thin line between love and hate, I defend mines Join them when it comes to their crunch time, I never fold I love pressure, thats why I apply so much on niggas thinking they better I am a clutch shooter, I am a sharp shooter And its great enough to hear the butterfly moving Follow me moving through these ghetto streets and school I say fuck retarded sweep Walk into school the chief right there tried to talk at me In the midst of Piru and natty Blood beef Shall we hesitate or walk down That 10-grade summer we had death right in front of us Then leave the house without kissing our mamas The new Jordans came out, but we didnt get them Cuz the color haunt them to get too much attention Damn it I liked it thoughs Pac was talking bout the concrete rose I never seen one till I looked in the mirror There go, huh huh, thats the flow right there You should use it, thats what my conscience said then I hopefully abused it, huh I am the lyrics and the music, yall rapping note for the beat I let the instrumentals listen to me I listen to heat, my ears can hear fire I pierce through the flame like barbed wire breaking up concrete And I aint thinking bout no rap beef Niggas is getting killed throughout the week, thats every day Catchin bullets like an umpire We tried to stay home but still aint safe Thats baseball tactics, retaliation back and forth like tennis rackets, we used to it Who can circle round the block the fasters If you can do it, think you know why it becomes a practice We worked it out like barely total Cuz shit happens You niggas need hugs for real Somebody to hold you real tight You niggas need hugs for real Somebody tell em hes the prototype I aint even rap but let them young boys get ya Paint a perfect picture like Im rhyming only scripture Im nice, ice water veins, its pure no filter Who you get your style from, the same real familiar like I heard it before But reincarnation is a blind man spirit So I aint going for it, na uh I aint having it, you getting to board it Like an unfair mother, my child you gon suffer To you acknowledge to whom gave you life to knowledge in Zion learning and taking deuce through college The prototype for the flows you like Im surgical Ronald Mike, I cut you up somethin nice Get out the pocket, Im sending them skyrockets right through your minds Optic popping out your eye sockets, ah Excites a riot every time Im rhyming In accordance with the snare I got impeccable time, Junior They say that Im the one And you, you are the prototype You might have the ears of sound But you already know who they like You niggas need hugs for real Somebody to hold you real tight You niggas need hugs for real Somebody tell em hes the prototype

K-K-K-K-K-K-Mac All that bullshits for the birds, you aint nothing but a vulture Always hoping for the worst, waiting for me to fuck up Youll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah Who knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah Chu-chuckin up them deuces Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah Told you that Im leaving, deuces Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah I know youre mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck And now Im finna throw them deuces up Im on some new shit Im chucking my deuces up to her Im moving on to something better, better, better No more tryna make it work You made me wanna say bye bye Say bye bye, say bye bye to her You made me wanna say bye bye Say bye bye, say bye bye to her According to my old bish, I be on some new ish She was on some oldish, now I got a new bish Think I give two-ish? You aint gonna do ish Meet my two fingers, intro-deuces If you knew better, youd do better Wanna get the middle finger, but I got two better So you gonna diss me Even though you know its wrong Know you gon miss me a little when Im gone Drizzy voice Now Im ghost, baby, four-door Rizzy Royce Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice Im bout my business, boys, plus I make paper Come on, thats old news, yesterdays paper Oh, you talkin, what about? If it aint how I kept you studded out You might as well shut your mouth Youll never score another me, Ill shut it out Act like theres gum in your hair, girl, cut it out! Im on some new shit Im chucking my deuces up to her Im moving on to something better, better, better No more tryna make it work You made me wanna say bye bye Say bye bye, say bye bye to her You made me wanna say bye bye Say bye bye, say bye bye to her The farewell email from a female But Im a playa, aint gonna tell you all the details What it entails is hard to say, like sellin seashells By the seashore, but shes not a bore But neither a whore who needs to know more The kind you cant ignore but want to open the door for Or run in your favorite store And leave with all them shopping bags and half of it aint yours I did things for her, aint rich, aint poor I wanted to do more, but hell, I just aint know her Well enough to know if this was all she came for But enough to know tonight excited, she came four Times to my cousin house to see if I was there Get your minds out the gutter, man We out here tryna have a good time And here I am, all heavy with the words where Somebody thats a nerd, likely fast forward But, shit, they asked for it Its hard to throw up them deuces ‘Cause when you know its juicy You start to sound like Confucius when makin up excuses Chase Cabooses until the track gone I gotta find me a new locomotive, stop makin sad songs Im on some new shit Im chucking my deuces up to her Im moving on to something better, better, better No more tryna make it work You made me wanna say bye bye Say bye bye, say bye bye to her You made me wanna say bye bye Say bye bye, say bye bye to her

Its about to get bananas in here Hey look at that ape, over that baby Banana Zoo ooh baby, do want you wanna do Banana Zoo ooh shawty move like an animal Now go down low, dont stop now swang like orangutang Now take it slow, go on an walk now and watch him do his thing But just dont tap the glass Dont tap the glass Im telling you ill go crazy I beat on my chest because I am the best Im the king of the jungle And I aint lying Get I aint lying I aint lying Naw I aint no lion Now you can tell King Kong He dont run this You cant throw no monkey wrench in this Now whats the name of my town Banana Zoo ooh baby, do want you wanna do Banana Zoo ooh shawty move like an animal Now go down low, dont stop now swing like orangutang Now take it slow, go on an walk now and watch him do his thing But just dont tap the glass, dont tap the glass, dont tap the glass Dont tap the glass, dont tap the glass, dont tap the glass Uh o Gorilla, go, gorilla go,go, gorilla go, gorilla go, go Gorilla go, gorilla go, go, Gorilla go, gorilla, go, go Now move like a monkey, Now move like a monkey, now move like a monkey, now move like a monkey Hold up! Hey, can you tell Mr. Zookeeper to please order me a 1000 pounds of banana pudding I would love that

Heyy-yo, heyy-yo, we speedballin.. Livin by the grace of God At the pace of the Devil life is hard, we speedballin With no time to waste The treble tends to weeble wobble over the bass, we speedballin Nose wanna blow out steam So make some fuckin noise if you know what I mean, we speedballin HA But if you dont you wont Youll end up in your trouble while the fury of funk, we speedballin Uhh, uhh, yeah sucka were speedballin ballin ballin ballin Yeah, uhh, we speedballin ballin ballin Uhh, yeah we speedballin ballin ballin Uhh, uhh uhh, yeah we speedballin Ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin Ballin ballin uhh, we speedballin Yeah, WOOO! Yeah, uhh Mama think Im on that blow Cause anything over marijuana fa sho, we speedballin, huh If I could just come down But when I do come down I dont like how it sound, we speedballin, HOO The pitcher all on the mound Thowin fastballs with a curve, the nerve of speedballin, HA Some niggas serve to live Some niggas live to serve not a fuck who they give, we speeballin, HA HA, yeah, woo we speedballin ballin Yeah, can yall smell that? Uhh we speedballin ballin ballin HA, cmon! Yeah we speedballin what? Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah My God, my heart, my start, my saviour, my soul My end, my friend, my sin now when can I go? If you can hear me now then make me move Stank-ya, I like it like that, Im in yo groove Yeah! Yeah! Southwest, UHH! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! De-caaaaaaaaa-turrrrr, WOO we speedballin Uhh, yeah, yeah, A.T.Lllllllllllllllll! Uhh, yeah, New York we speedballin ballin ballin WOO, yeah, uh uhh we speedballin L.Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Woo, woo we speedballin Woo, woo woo, woo, woo woo, uh uh uh uh we speedballin Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Yeah yeah woo woo we speedballin What? Ha, what? Woo woo, we speedballin .. Who; the fuck, said rock didnt roll, no more? Who; the fuck, said rock didnt roll, no more? Who; the fuck, said rock didnt roll, no more? Who; the fuck, said rock didnt roll, no more? Nigga wanna think these boys dont blow Hoe you see them snortin them coke Chaos still dont give you a hoe Maybe you think the music is low Maybe you say, the niggas is wack If he asks, want some crack If you do that, you never come back Back to life, reality black Pump pump pump pump pump the brakes Analyze shit got down to stakes Take a shortcut tryin to win the race Whatchu gonna do when you step in the place? At a players place, nigga takin my time What he gon say when I freak the rhyme? How you gon feel when I skeet the 9? Buck buck buck nigga on the grind Niggafied cause we still on the grind in the trap for the dope boys Speedballin freefallin in my own moon and my own zone Boy life is short gonna suck it up Arsty-fartsy nigga fuck it up Down in the trenches, press your luck Assed out like you in the butt, nigga what? My soul is burnin, about to catch fire! Im overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I cant help myself, Im on fire! Ha ha ha ha My soul is burnin, about to catch fire! Im overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I cant help myself, Im on fire! Im on fire! Ahh good God! My soul is burnin, about to catch fire! Im overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I cant help myself, Im on fire! ..Ah good Lord, my soul is burnin, about to catch fire! Im overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I cant help myself, Im on fire! Im on fire! {music fades out}

Yeah, yeah, yo Gipp keep it slow poke Hang out the side with no rope Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak Pull up, jump out, and then I strut for her And if anybody got problems, Ima cut for her In this atmosphere now you can disappear, smoke thick shells Bail like tailbacks looking for holes Drag my ass down the ave like a cab Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an Arab Making money off these breakdown slabs We got this zone, get your own Better move on before your folk get split, you wont forget The DF put it down, now get down or sit down Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul I got it, I got it shorty, its our ball I tackle my problems, never run from my foes Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke button, then leave a sucka froze Like he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose On all fos You hit em high, I hit em low, for this dough Your heart gon bust out here, cause we comin full speed We dig, intend you lift you up off of your feet At the lift, of the glass, sippin victory Clean cut but I stay dirty Uhh, you play fair, I cheat I spike this pig in yo face like you never stopped eatin pork Or beast, and diseases end careers Tenacious on his grill, uh, All-Pro Hall of Famer With no fears, blood sweat and tears Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul The rich boy got it bad cause he is rich The poor boy got it bad cause he is poor The bad boy got it bad cause he want growth The good girl got it good cause she got game And runs it on undeveloped fellas considered lame Same like mechanics do it, baby who need her Buick Repaired, dont have no knowledge of what a brake shoe is Make woo it, turn to nickle, squirm and tickle We wiggle, now your emotions like a dill pickle In autumn, fall, into the bottom of black holes Make a left on nothingness cause thats where Im at Cold as summer, I got yo number, you got my number Lets add em, see what we come with maybe we can slumber Like uh, beggars and bums and uh, retarded ones, uh Dolphins and whales, uh, the smartest ones, so Nothing you can do can be new up under the sun Depending what sun you live under, you can be the one on Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul Aint no Sunday School this mornin They say somebody blowed up the church Whats even worse than that I heard Pastor Jenkins he got hurt by the Perpetrators, demonstrators of violence and hatred Its fin to be 2001, the rojo-necks are racist Fascists acting savage on the Sabbath must be demons Errand boys for Satan defeated when I repeat it Rebuke thee, rebuke thee, the look in they eye was spooky But now I find myself in the park sittin in my hooptie Like a movie, I was daydreamin and everything seemed real But now Im at Mozley Park and we got some chicken on the grill Get a beer, nigga chill, roll a joint, pop a pill Cop a feel, or some cut, as we do it like this here on On any given Sunday, all, Atlanta will be born A tradition will be broken Victory is yours, on any given Sunday Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul

And you can take this however you want Yeah you can take this however you want And dont be so so sure this is all it adds up to You… Youre justified But theres no justice if its just a lie No, go and find yourself You will if you look inside And Ill never know Still Ill never know And you can take this however you want Yeah you can take this however you want Just dont waste your breath unless you can save us And tell me can you Can you save us? Can you save Can you save us? This cant go on Without the meaning in the rhyme Can you save Can you save us? I cant go on Out of rhythm with our time Can you save Can you save us? I cant go on without the meaning in the rhyme Can you save Can you save us? I cant go on Out of rhythm with our time (Our days were numbered by nights on too many rooftops They said were wasting our lives) And tell me, can you save us? Oh at least we know that if we died (We lived with passion They said we burned so bright) They said we burned so bright Bright Bright Oh… But were not wasting our lives And if we died Oh maybe you, oh maybe you Oh, maybe you can save us (We know theres an answer We know by going home well find it by ourselves) When what you want is what youre getting When what you want is what youre getting Theyre catching onto us When what you want is what youre getting Theyre catching onto us When what you want is what youre getting Theyre catching onto us When what you want is what youre getting Theyre catching onto us When what you want is what youre getting Theyre catching onto us Oh, whoa Oh, whoa (When all you can do is hide, oh, oh Dont be afraid) (When all you can do is hide Dont be afraid) (When all you can do is hide Dont be afraid) (We know theres an answer We know by going home well find it by ourselves) (Oh…We know theres an answer We know by going home well find it by ourselves)

I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boujee friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds Get sleazy We started out so cute in our baby pictures That mommy shot for our daddy so that he wouldnt forget you He forgot anyway, but hey, one day hell remember If not hes human, Im human, you human, well forgive him God gives him his ultimatum, cant see how momma hates him Hes such a cool a-s guy, then wonder why she date him Im only 8, Im not old enough, guess its complicated Two parent dwellings, expelling have got so underrated I only say this in cadence so it dont get negated I was gon save it for later but later look like maybe This crazy lady named Kesha is guessing my Mercedes Would be all new and through through, but its the 19802s But now that we are cool cool, she sippin Irish Baileys She say Stacks, youre true blue? I said Nah, Im Navy I call her Kesha, she like it, because its hood to her She call me Andre 6000 cause Im good to her I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boujee friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you or your brand new Benz Or your boujee friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds You cant imagine the immensity of the fck Im not giving About your money and man servant at the mansion you live in And I dont wanna go places where all my ladies cant get in Just grab a bottle, some boys, and lets take it back to my basement And get sleazy, sick of all your lines, so cheesy Sorry daddy, but Im not that easy Im not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it Imma take it back to where my man and my girls is Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, cause imma get Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, cause imma get I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boujee friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boujee friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beats so fat gonna make me come Um, um, um, over to your place! Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beats so fat, gonna make me come Um, um, um, over to your place! I dont mean to critique on your seduction technique But your moneys not impressing me, its kinda weak That you really think youre gonna get my rocks off Get my top and socks off, by showing me the dollars in your drop box Me and all my friends, we dont buy bottles, we bring em We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave em And I dont care if you stare and you call us scummy Cause we aint after your affection, and sure as hell not your money, honey I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boujee friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boujee friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beats so fat, gonna make me come Um, um, um, over to your place! Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beats so fat, gonna make me come Um, um, um, over to your place!

Whoo, turn me up, dont turn me down Cut me up, dont let me down, find, find a way Find a way to get out, without a hit out You dig in, you dig out, you get out Ghetto Musick, Ghetto Musick Find a way to get in, to fit in You get on, you get out, without a doubt Ghetto Musick, Ghetto Musick Climbing out this hole With a frown on my face In the place to be And not to be at the same time G-H-E-T-T-O M-U-S-I-C-K, stay down O-U-T-K-A-S-T, just know that we wont play round If it dont stank like they stank, then they cant swallow that down Your battleship is sunk, I wish Grandma could see us Find a way to get out, without a hit out You dig in, you dig out, you get out Ghetto Musick, Ghetto Musick Find a way to get in, to fit in You get on, you get out, without a doubt Ghetto Musick, Ghetto Musick I just want you to know how I feel Feeling good, feeling great How I feel Feeling great, feeling good, how are you, you? I just want you to know how I feel Feeling good, feeling great How I feel Feeling great, feeling good, how are you? Hot tub, bad to the bony, Im Tony As my Grandmama Edna Mae Kearse, she showed me How to be the smooth operator, dominator In the state of Georgia, hip hop standard destroyer Leave a muthafucka open like a foyer He from the dirty, now here come the paranoia A lawyer couldnt object or disrespect the technique Sweat me, wipe off the sweat Fight off the shit and flush the waste down The pipes of my life flow deep into the ground Find my purpose on the surface of this Earth, this Planets standards trust and the purpose Campaign in vain for the same lame fame Youve obtained, you ought to be detained By the hip hop sheriff, locked up, no possibility Of getting out because the shit you make is killing me And my ears, and my peers I hear the end is near, no fear, we disappear Then reappear again in a fresh new light I hope its peaceful and cloudy Cause if its not, we gotta fight like G-H-E-T-T-O M-U-S-I-C-K, stay down O-U-T-K-A-S-T, just know that we wont play round If it dont stank like they stank, then they cant swallow that down Your battleship is sunk, I wish Grandma could see us Find a way to get out, without a hit out You dig in, you dig out, you get out Ghetto Musick, Ghetto Musick Find a way to get in, to fit in You get on, you get out without a doubt Ghetto Musick, Ghetto Musick I just want you to know how I feel Feeling good, feeling great How I feel Feeling great, feeling good, how are you, you? I just want you to know how I feel Feeling good, feeling great How I feel Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?

We have, we have A whole lot of superstars, on this stage here tonight We have, we have We have, we have We have, we have We have, we have We have A whole lot superstars, on this stage here tonight A whole lot superstars, on this stage here tonight Cant believe you would leave me this way Feelin kinda bad from the last things we said today Cant believe you would turn and walk away I know we would do this again and again You say you love me, Ill come back with, I hate you Only takes me a day to realize Im in love with you You say, Oh, see ya, Ill come back with, Just stay, boy If you dont want my love, then I have no choice this time Yeah, yeah Tell me, baby, what to do I aint trippin over you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine I, I remain the same I dont know whats with you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine You said you didnt mean it, thats fine You wanna take it back cause youre havin a change of mind Sometimes sayin sorry wont do And some days, I cant do without you You say you love me, Ill come back with, I hate you Only takes me a day to realize Im in love with you You say, Oh, see ya, Ill come back with, Just stay, boy If you dont want my love, then I have no choice this time Yeah, yeah Tell me, baby, what to do I aint trippin over you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine I, I remain the same I dont know whats with you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine Tell me, baby, what to do I aint trippin over you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine I, I remain the same I dont know whats up with you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine Yeah, yeah Better roast the milkman, delivered this every day on the schedule Aint good use in cryin over spilled lactose when you got these vegetables Four food groups aint nothin, but fo ways to keep fo families paid Oprah Winfrey want lyin when she was tellin yall silly ass bout them steaks Yeah, so for one, girl, when I met you Imma say this, you was fine We traveled around the block I let you drive the Lac one time Maybe your hearts at stake Some of the people round you actin fake Cut your cake up, wake up, fix ya make-up Cause you gon be straight - like that Tell me, baby, what to do I aint trippin over you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine I, I remain the same I dont know whats up with you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine Tell me, baby, what to do I aint trippin over you Any, any other time Remember, Im gone be fine I, I remain the same I dont know whats up with you Any any other time Remember, Im gone be fine Tell me, baby, what to do I aint trippin over you Any any other time Remember, Im gone be fine I, I remain the same I dont know whats up with you

I, I, I left no time to regret Kept my dick wet with that same old bed Oh, and you, you and your head high And your tears dry - get on without your guy And I, I, I went back to a anew So far removed from all weve been through Oh-oh-oh, and you and you and you You tread a troubled track Your odds are always stacked Youll go back to black We only said goodbye with words I know a hundred times Id go back to her And you go back to... You go back to... I, I love you much - its not enough I love blowing you lovepuff And life is like a pipe And Im a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred times You go back to her And I go back to... We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred times You go back to her And I go back to... I go back to black

What about your friends What about What about your friends What about what about Every now and then I get a little crazy Thats not the way its supposed to be Sometimes my vision is a little hazy I cant tell who I should trust or just who I let trust me, yeah People try to say I act a little funny But thats just a figure of speech to me They tell me I changed because I got money But if you were there before then youre still down with me What about your friends will they stand their ground Will they let you down again What about your friends are they gonna be low down Will they ever be around or will they turn their backs on you Well, is it me, or can it be Im a little too Friendly so to speak hypothetically say? I supply creativity to what others Must take as a form of self-hate Only to make an enemy Which results in unfortunate destiny They dog me out then be next to me Just cause I am what some choose to envy Every now and then I get a little easy I let a lot of people depend on me I never though they would ever deceive me Dont you know when times got rough I was standing on my own Ill never let another get that close to me You see Ive grown a lot smarter now Sometimes you have to choose and then youll see If your friend is true theyll be there with you Through the thick and thin What about your friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? Friends... Friends... Let you down again.... Be low down... Yo is it me? Forget giggly boogly Im attack it like a seizure I got rhymes at my leisure Time when I need ta With T to the L to the C What I be sayin Gettin loose on this track But underground is where Im stayin So hip hip hooray organizers comin in On a friend like the OJ But what about your friends to the end Will they run on out like a jeeble Or youll find em stickin close to your side Like a big bunch of fiends Six now the groupies drinkin water I get real funny so youd better hide your daughter Oh buddy, oh pal, oh chump friend of mine Stayin close like ketchup A virgin thats right You call me Bruce Lee right For the styles that me kick And give me enough respect for this funky remix One one thousand two one thousand three one thousand blitz Now the rabbit felt blue so I gave the nigga Trix Cuz I was his friend wasnt down for the beggin You called me a friend were seven about to takin Take a tickin keep on lickin why you dippin for the border You said youd be down for richer for poorer but O-U-T-K-A-S-T aint no change so TLC go head and sang baby Yo is it me L to the E-F-T-E-Y-E Or can it be Im a little too Friendly so to speak hypothetically say? I supply creativity to what others Must take as a form of self-hate Only to make an enemy Which results in unfortunate destiny They dog me out then be next to me Just cause I am what some choose to envy Brrrrr.....ba ba ba Back up This ya wicked remix Come down wicked sing Rewind with em aya Friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? What about your friends? Will they stand their ground? Will they let you down again? What about your friends? Are they gonna be low down Will they ever be around? Or will they turn their backs on you? Some people say I act a little funny I wouldnt change not for no money Ill be a friend as long as youre a friend to me Even though I might seem easy...

Everbody on the streets This a little thesis coming from me When I throw up baguettes, sitting at the bar Or smoking a little red life in my car I dont know what you came to see Nigga just out here feeding my kids Throw up the duece and let me slide on by Cause everybody wants to be a tough guy Cruising down the street, minding my business cause Im trill Stopped at the ATM, grabbed a thousand dollar bill Now I peel like apples and peaches because Im chill And niggas around my city respect me because Im real But still the things I see from day to day it irks me When Im off in the 79 Seville or the Bonneville Niggas wanna hurt me, absurd G I know it, betta believe I tote something for it And I got a slogan like Nike but it goes like this, just know it And Im not the type of person be riding around your block just flashy Just came to the store to get some black and milds and a lil bit of 93 gas,G Wanna blast me, get sassy, say negative things about OutKast G Riding all on a nigga dick, all you had to do was just dap me, come slap me You the bad man, so go ahead and touch my cheek then But well be burying you and your whole motherfucking family by the weekend Im calling your bluff, go on and buck, I got my squad we trapping Aye C-bone gone slap this nigga, he aint bucking, he just yapping, yea Say, we took it from packing the pistols To jacking this missiles, to stacking my crystals Now my torpedos even cracking your missile When we start, aint no stopping us We too smart and too popular Take your toys and we topple em Resort to the dopplar To the agent underground well known as Stankonia Where trill as niggas go one and bad ass bitches be boning ya Im warning you, niggas ill fill the middle of your moany And make yo broad lick her pony up, its that platinum shit Called zonia, tell Tommy blow me up I aint Mariah, bitch Im the messiah cant no motherfucker show me up UGK a set nigga, throw me up Fuck catching a case bitch, ill lace you and your homey up Cause we the cream coming out of the crop The steam coming out of the pot and the team coming out at the top Your baddest or not, these niggas getting shattered or shot Splattered for props, man you shouldntve left your gat at your spot Pimp C bitch Im a country star I got a country mansion and a country car I got a country bitch, I made a country son I got some country nuts, I keep a country gun I dont fuck with nobody in this shit but Bun So if you pay me a mil, you gotta give that nigga one Fuck boys talk shit, but them bitch niggas know And UGK run the streets and we put dick in your ho Whether weed or blow, I keep an open store I keep my hair cut low, .44 on the floor You can test me Snow, we got the glass for sho Get your mind on your money, cause you playing with your dough Bitches who ready to go, say you moving to slow If you wasnt bout sucking it, what you fucking with me for The quarters in the side in case you didnt know Im Sweet Jones Bitch and Im an old school pro, pro, pro Since the beginning of time, up to the present of now There are beauty shop playas also intelligent clowns Got they blue cuts with brown, booty grinding the ground Its the sound thats created when we get up to get down Stimulate my imag-ination with exag-geration of stanking light That cant be right but we laughed To keep from crying, sighing, hugged by cutie-pie and Death defying acts of a Blacks not scared of dying Yall act like you never take no bubble bath Gone to Blockbuster and act like you aint never cuddled after You poked her, stroked, soaked her, provoked her To reach for the sky when shes high on your holster Im posed to, roast you, toast you, close you Motherfucking mouth for Im almost closed to the end So when they ask you what school do you attend Say Stankonia High, then throw two in the wind

Im sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Me and your daughter Got a special thing going on You say its puppy love We say its full grown Hope that we feel this Feel this way forever You can paint a pretty picnic But you cant predict the weather Cant predict the weather Im sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Me and your daughter Got a special thing going on You say its puppy love We say its full grown Hope that we feel this Feel this way forever You can paint a pretty picnic But you cant predict the weather Cant predict the weather Im sorry Ms. Jackson

{scratching} The beat Goes! - The beat-beat Goes! The beat Goes! - The beat-beat Goes! The beat-beat Goes! - The beat Goes! The beat Goes! - And the beat Goes! Well its the dip monk execute parachute this Gipp man, lovin that orange brother Make you stay up all night, make ya eyes puffy Eyes wide like the back wheel of a Huffy Could never be ya cousin brother, rather be a relative In ya seat-painted we could settle it DF the Family, below they still sellin it Knickerbocker socker on the weekend type fella Black crow nest dont buck back Love jokes, getcha ass jacked, put the bullets in his dick Another comin for the excaliber hit That shit, who the next gon dip with this? - 2X And the beat goes On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on And on and on and on and on and on and on and on And the beat Goes! In the middle of the ghetto, the rhythm of the rebel takin over Country clubs and verbals Youll try to censor it and stop it But we still wont settle, Pinnochio and Gepetto They tellin lies to my fellow Americans Besides the heroines and heros, dope fiends and zeros The Dungeon Family steady jammin as the beat goes We more familiar that the dirty aint no equal My name is B-I-G and I keep me two of street hoes White Gutz, white wall tires, and white paint With so much love why do we need hate? Cuz everybody plate aint full, we got some empty plates Gotta grind till they give you yo shine, you shake and bake like - 2X Even when a G be bustin, ice-cold crushin Ladies be touchin, and the club be rushin For the stage, bitches see a second page in this chapter T-Mo bustin bullets cuz Im more than just a rapper Slash actor - and producer on the news sir Pimp or breeder, strong house leader The game get deeper, sweeper, Yamaha creeper DF each a rider, like a wood driver With em on the court Im hittin jumpers outside-a Southwest rider, deep like a diver, Rich like Pryor Aint no higher! - 2X Witchdoctor come wit it! Im your words from your heart beat skip Hit me, Im workin off my hip And I keep a box of extra clips Cuz haterism is a trip And I come out the blue like a Crip And believe me assesll get whipped Georgias biggest mess My new born gon drink milk from his mommas breast Fielders of this stress It was the music that took you Put you in a pot and cooked you If this was Vietnam Id cook you... - 2X Its so gritty Mayside gladiator, blue and gold raider Southwest alumini dwellin in Decatur Skin ya like a gator, bust yo head like a baked potato I cant stand on purpose tellin you didnt know yo poppa Now I hate her, so Kiss the Game Goodbye like Jada We comin up like escalators And if you say you the best then we ten times greater! Candy-ass and seeds melt away like Now-and-Laters! Erase yo data! With this nigga chaser! And if I have to, Ill hitchu with the maser! - 2X {scratching to fade}

One, two, three, uh My baby dont mess around me Cause she loves me so And this I know for sure But does she really wanna But cant stand to see me walk out the door? Dont try to fight the feelin Cause the thought alone Is killing me right now Thank God for mom and dad For sticking two together Cause we dont know how Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya You think youve got it Oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it Till theres nothing at all We get together Oh, we get together But separates always better When theres feelings involved If what they say is Nothing is forever Then what makes Then what makes Then what makes Then what makes Then what makes Love the exception? So why oh, why oh Why oh, why oh, why oh Are we so in denial When we know were not happy here? Yall dont want to hear me You just wanna dance Oh oh! Oh oh! Dont want to meet your daddy Oh oh Just want you in my Caddy Oh oh Oh oh Dont want to meet your mama Oh oh Just want to make you cum-a Oh oh Im, oh oh! Im, oh oh! Im just being honest, oh oh! Im just being honest Hey! All right now! Alright now, fellas! Now, whats cooler than bein cool? I cant hear ya I say whats, whats cooler than bein cool? All right, all right, all right, all right All right, all right, all right, all right All right, all right, all right, all right All right, all right Okay now, ladies Now we gon break this thing down in just a few seconds Now dont have me break this thing down for nothin Now I wanna see yall on yall baddest behavior Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor Ah! Here we go, uh Shake it, shake, shake it Shake it, shake, shake it Shake it, shake, shake it Shake it, shake it Shake, shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture Shake it, shake it Shake, shake it, shake it Shake, shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture Now all Beyoncés and Lucy Lius and baby dolls Get on the floor Get on the floor You know what to do, ha ha You know what to do You know what to do Hey ya , hey ya Hey ya , hey ya Hey ya , hey ya Hey ya , hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya

Ah, Lil D, welcome to Soul Stack Records So, I hear you like to be a star Well, the price of fame is not cheap I hope you got what it takes But all we want is your soul, give it to me All we want is your soul, give it to me Soul? Shawty, I got that Lil D make a beat, make it hop back Like a Rabbit, Volkswag or a Cadillac Ima show you how to do a record contract You earn it the old fashioned way Im already gold in the hood, past the plate and Im Sellin million records, I cant wait and Im Gonna do whatever it takes to till Im straight got soul, sell it All we want is your soul, give it to me All we want is your soul, give it to me Get em, shawty, get em, shawty Get em, shawty, get em, shawty Give it to em, give it to em Give it to em, wham Get em, shawty, get em, shawty Get em, shawty, get em, shawty Give it to em, give it to em Give it to em, wham Get em, shawty, get em, shawty Get em, shawty, get em, shawty Give it to em, give it to em Give it to em, wham Get em, shawty, get em, shawty Get em, shawty, get Yeah, yes sir, yes maam The whole world will know who I am Its Lil D on the , straight guy what you know, Im the champ Yes, sir, yes, maam The whole world will know who I am ItsLil D on the , straight guy what you know, Im the champ Yes, sir, yes, maam The whole world will know who I am Its Lil D on the , straight guy what you know, Im the champ Yes, sir, yes, maam The whole world will know who I am Its Lil D on the , straight guy what you know, Im the champ Yes sir, yes maam, oh

Listen!...Listen!...huh...Listen! God forgive me but you cant do shit no mo The water aint no good, the grass dont grow Never mention schools aint safe no mo Killing in the 1st grade six years old Ask yo self this, In what kind of world is that to raise yo children Then again it really dont matter, where you gone go You still gotta live it Lets face reality, stop talking bout peace thats a thing of the past But then again thats a bald face lie Cause a few years ago you was hanging my ass ??? no presidents, sometimes the whole world just pressed up against me Think about it, young black man, come up set up for penitentary Do the math, all on you, choose yo path,be a leader, pray for strength Know when to cap and when to blast Get back on track, we damn near got past crack, then every dope dealer got Snatched back But we already black on black, thats sad Is it really in our nature what make it so bad But I aint no better then the rest of yall Plus I came up in a house wit out no dad I knew that you left, you didnt wont to But that how it is, Lord help us, You know what we going through Hook: Its bigger than us, its out of my hands Thats why Im praying to God Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water Its your world, but we yo children yo sons and yo daughters We struggling trying to get it together But some of us aint gonna see tommorrow...some of us aint gonna see Tommorrow I know some of us aint gonna see tommorrow Somebody tell me what you get in a relationship With nothing but silence, silence We aint married so we cant get divorced So the only thing left is domesticated violence When a man uses a woman to take out his problems He abuses that woman, then man must recognize this and stop it We got two kids and you pregnant again so how can we profit Thats BULLSHIT! That aint no reason to pull her arm out the socket Baby Im so sorry, you know that I luv you and didnt wanna hurt you When I put my hands on ya, I was wrong so I dont deserve ya I never thought Id see the day Id be a witness when they describe a nigga on the t.v Now my sister flipping in the grave Cause thats a how she died and I know this cant be me Lord help her forgive me, God give me my purpose Jesus break this chains, you know this a viscous circle But I got my trust in you I know there will be light at the end of the tunnel I done been in many situations, she was there each and everyone of em Keep me humble I wanna take time out write down and thank ya, thank ya Trying to make it wit out you is something we cant do Hook: Its bigger than us, its out of my hands Thats why Im praying to God Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water Its your world, but we yo children yo sons and yo daughters We struggling trying to get us together But some of us aint gonna see tommorrow...some of us aint gonna see Tommorrow I know some of us aint gonna see tommorrow Lord tell them you difference Between having eternal life or forever burn, burn Lord tell em you was wit me when I had my accident And my truck started flipping and turnin When it felt like I was dying from the moment of impact We rolled ten times I was driving my best, that fool came on my side of the line But when the truck did finally stop moving I was just fine My little brother that was on the passenger must of got hurt Cause he was unconscious We done had our tradegys We was just talking so this cant be happenin But before I could say anything else I saw the helicopter and the ambulance My little brother came back through, first thing he said was What is going on But the next thing he said was Watch over me lord and keep me strong And right then and there, I knew every thing was gone be alright But we aint promised nothing So thank you my lord for saving his life Hook: 2x until fade Its bigger than us, its out of my hands Thats why Im praying to God Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water Its your world, but we yo children yo sons and yo daughters We struggling trying to get it together But some of us aint gonna see tommorrow...some of us aint gonna see Tommorrow I know some of us aint gonna see tommorrow

Yo... Love... I dont know Guess Im just caught between my heart and mind Wanting it to be good, knowing its not; Crying all the time, praying that a change gonna come... Hit on my hip, like, Just touched down , wanna see you I know youre mad at me, but baby, Im so sorry, sorry... I just wanna be... Happy, sipping, puffing, passing Relaxing with my family - No more tears for you... Dancing, laughing, writing, singing Rocking to hot tracks like this - No tears for you... Guess its bout time, Im due another love; Messin with this nigga got me fallin apart... I dont wanna be someone I know Im not... Call me on the phone like, Baby get dressed , Im scooping you up. I waited for an hour, he never showed I just wanna be... Happy, sipping, puffing, passing Relaxing with my family - No more tears for you... Dancing, laughing, writing, singing Rocking to hot tracks like this - No tears for you... No more tears... No more tears for you... Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da... La-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da... Happy, sipping, puffing, passing Relaxing with my family - No more tears for you... Dancing, laughing, writing, singing Rocking to hot tracks like this - No tears for you... Happy, sipping, puffing, passing, Relaxing with my family - No more tears for you... Dancing, laughing, writing, singing Rocking to hot tracks like this - No tears for you... No more tears for you... No more tears for you... No more tears for you...

One, two One, two, three, yeah! Inslumnational, underground Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground Like a million elephants and silverback orangutans You cant stop the train Who want some? Dont come unprepared Ill be there, but when I leave there Better be a household name Weatherman tellin us it aint gon rain So now we sittin in a drop-top, soakin wet In a silk suit, tryin not to sweat Hit somersaults without the net But thisll be the year that we wont forget 1-9-9-9, Anno Domini anything goes Be what you wanna be as long as you know Consequences are given for livin The fence is too high to jump in jail Too low to dig, I might just touch hell—hot Get a life now they on sale Then I might cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm & Hammer Soul gold grill and a baby mama Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers Stack of questions with no answers Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days Get back home, things are wrong Well, not really, it was bad all along Before you left adds up to a ball of power Thoughts at a thousand miles per hour Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe Believe theres always more, ah Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad Uno, dos, tres, its on Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone? Like that there boy and will still stay street Big things happen every time we meet Like a track team, crack fiend dying to geek OutKast bumpin up and down the street Slant back Cadillac, bout five niggas deep 75 MCs freestyling to the beat Cause we get crunk, stay drunk, at the club Shouldve bought an ounce, but ya copped a dub Shouldve held back, but ya threw the punch Supposed to meet your girl but ya packed a lunch No D to the U to the G for you Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan Never turned my back on my kids, there for them Shouldve hit it, quit it, rag top Before you re-up, get a laptop Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals Make a fat diamond out of dusty coals Record number four, but we on a roll Hold up, slow up, stop, Control Like Janet, Planet Stankonias on ya Moving like Floyd, comin straight to Florida Lock all your windows, then block the corridors Pullin off my belt cause a whippings in order Like a three-piece fish before I cut your daughter Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border Pity pat rappers trying to get to five Im a microphone fiend tryin to stay alive When you come to ATL, boy, you better not hide Cause the Dungeon Family gon ride, high! Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad, yeah Bombs over Baghdad, yeah Bombs over Baghdad, yeah Bombs over Baghdad, yeah Bombs over Baghdad, yeah Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad

Whoa, baby, whoa, baby, whoa, baby La la la, la la la, yeah.. I would never leave you girl You know I love you Oh baby, oh baby I would never leave you girl You know I love you Oh baby, oh baby Killa for, look at us, forvever fucked up All we do is fuck, fight, and get Xed up Enough, enough We bad for each other, mama But our sex life aint right without drama In combat, sweet agony upon that I deliver, make you take it soft and break it hard Like dope dealers, Im a husband to a wife But Im ya nigga, and you a perfect drug Make a nigga heart quiver You a hard breakin hard liquor on my liver Like dro and gin go together, you a mind shifter Body dark like a Cognac, Im pussy drunk In light ??, I stay drunk My pretty little vampire, my delila Teach me how to hate the truth and how to love a liar You a malicious mind-bending Mary Magdalene You the perfect drug, ultimate high, and Im a fiend Chorus Youre my path to the pen or the crazy house I deliver dick raw and wont take it out Best sheeba your the devils daughter, cant fake it Killing me slow, I know and I cant shake it Please stay, please leave, please dont go Please walk away and let me be to die slow This love is deeper than the grave and its forever Snake pit, youre venom beyond measure Pandoras box a lot, my treasure If love is strong as the grave, make me deader Jezibelle got my soul and my cheddar Everytime I beat it down, it jumps wetter Like a dark cloud, bringing me pain and bad weather I remain inside of your rain with no umbrella I couldnt write the words, I blame this letter Til death do us part, we deserve to be together Chorus A living drug, youre the bitch I hate to love Learned to suck good dick by fuckin thugs A nigga cant teach you, spread like a track meet Breaking D-boys, MCs, and athletes, but not me Told you from the start this shit forever We gon go through this bad weather together Whether low road or high side, we gon ride Through the fistfights and black eyes, its you and I Ike and Tina, our love is measured on a milimeter They say a partner dont love a nigga til a nigga eat her But Im full, and tired of the motherfuckin talking Ill be goddamned if you hit the door walking Im stalkin, the depths of Atlantis, evil enchantress Slick and underhanded Fuckin with you like dancing with the devil, no command bitch Known for leaving niggas empty-handed I lost everything I had just to lust you Bitch, you take another step and Ill bust you Bitch you take another step and Ill bust you Chorus

Everybody do the crayon, crayon x4 Black or blue, purple or yellow Or red See, we all in this box together Oh yeah, Oh yeah The world is like a coloring book To get the whole picture each other it took So

Deep in the steaming jungle The eerie sound of the voodoo drums tell us that This is the night My confess We sinners lord Dez only 1 Book you got cooked God sent you some warriors Plus we tellers of the stories Book you got cooked Check it out, uh If in this life I strive to please Him In this day and night Im not always right Even when Im wrong You should be afraid to anger Him Cause you could be gone Him dont need us Its the other way round Do you know what Im talking about When I say Him, clown? You cant look at nobody And say thats Him Cause Hes invisible Yet visible, this is critical Relying on our own abilities you lose You need him To help make your bumpy ride a cruise Ask Magic about him Or any strong believer Hes the quarterback We the receivers Catching blessings Better than touchdowns I seek him when Niggas wanna buck me down Him holds many holy titles Him has many names Him has many bibles The devil cant deal with Him, uh He tempted me but you see Im still with Him Listen close All brothers are men Him is responsible for all colors and kin I bust with Him If only I can fully trust in Him Im glad to be stuck with Him Rather have Him than money Im serious Hell get you once you become curious Lord, give me happy, long life Real good sex with the wife No traveling with bodyguards Its just a real nigga godly entourage God sent you some warriors Plus we tellers of the stories Book you got cooked See My relationship with the God Is kind of odd The nigga the B-I-G wont part Feeling the presence up in my heart But never no chicken to the nigga In on that style like that Talking about the way the Lord Be lifting these burdens up off my back Better that I bust raps The way that I cut that Ho you couldnt You trying too hard, you better find Him Im hoping you understood it Could it be The niggas around the way Dont really be thinking about the consequences Under the circumstances Until you pinch them Then a nigga be one to listen Cause you woke that ass up Yoke that ass up Proving the man in the sky That holds that ass up But its over now He cut off Some niggas done broke you clean off But got to get on your knees And praise the only Now your soul lost Now, OK, now The sun shines The moon glows The wind blows The rain falls But that aint all My heart thumps on a rhythm yall And birds call And two can fall madly in love Oh, I think grow They stop and stare in awe Because we in his likeness Hoping and praying that one-day In the lab they might just Stumble on some kind of way To create human beings So far Human kind is the only thing Im seeing Dez only 1 God sent you some warriors Plus we tellers of the stories Book you got cooked

Man, the scene was so thick Lowriders, 77 Sevilles, El Dogs, nothin but them Lacs All the players, all the hustlers Im talking about a black man heaven here You know what Im saying? Yeah Its beginning to look a lot like, what? Follow my every step Take notes on how I crept, Is bout to go in depth This is the way I creep my season, heres my ghetto rep I kept, to say the least no, no it cant cease So I begin to piece my two and two together Gots no snowy weather, have to find something to do better bet I said subtract, so shut up that, nonsense about some silent night I gots it crunk, if it aint real, aint right Im like no matter what the season Forever chill with Smith I sip my fifth, I chill with Wesson, got my reasons So tell me what did you expect You thought Id break my neck, to help yall deck the halls Oh naw, I got other means of celebrating Im getting blizzard at HoJo, I got that hoochie waiting I made it through another year cant ask for nothing much more Its OutKast for the books, I thought you knew so now you know Lets go All the players came, from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell ya, theres a better day When the player’s ball is happening, all day e’ryday Halle-lu-jah, halle-lu-jah Yknow I do some things more different than I used to Cause Im a player, doing what the players do The package store was closed, okay my day is ruined This is ridiculous, Im getting serious, Im getting curious Cause the house is smelling stank, the chitlins old as bitches I made no wishes ‘cause Im mobbing folk niggas in the back Getting tipsy off the nog and high as hell off the contact smoke They having a smoke out in my back seat They passing herb rewinding verses cause its in the air I hit the parks, I hit the cuts, Im hitting switches Cause Im switching from side to side looking for hoes and snitches Im wide open on the freeway, my pager broke my vibe Cause a junkie is a junkie three-sixty-five Its just another day of work to me the spirit just aint in me Grab my pistol and my ounce see what them junkies gotta give me Cause its like that, yeah Forever pimpin, never slippin, thats how it is All the players came, from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell ya, theres a better day When the player’s ball is happening, all day e’ryday Aint no chimneys in the ghetto so I wont be hanging my socks on no chimney Im fit as a tick, fix me a plate, I got the remedy Some greens and that ham, not Dont need no ham hocks, dont play me like Im smoking rocks I got the munchies, we got the Mary Jane in the Dungeon Just to let you niggas know in 93, thats how we coming So ho ho hoes, check my king-ass fro The gin and juice has got me tipsy so, um… It goes, give me ten, and Ill serve you then, now we bend The corner in my Cadillac My heart does not go pitty-pat for no rat Im leaning back, my elbows out the window Coke, rum and indo fills my body, wheres the party? We roll deep, we dip to Underground, see a lot of hoes around I spit my game while waiting countdown A five, fo, a three, two, here comes the one A new year has begun, P-Funk, spark another one… All the players came, from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell ya, theres a better day When the player’s ball is happening, all day e’ryday Heres a little something for the players out there hustling Getting down for theirs From East Point, College Park, Decatur, Da Briar You know, niggas worldwide Down, for theirs All the players came from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell you theres a better day When the players ball is happening, all day e’ryday

Stop the world Take a picture Take a minute Cuz I missed ya Till this day Yeah, I cant believe Youre right in front of my face Youre right in front of my… Subconsciously In the night I dreamed of her And she came alive Shes so sweet Hope she doesnt mind Eat up all of her time Eat up all of her… Hey, hey! Hope you enjoy your stay Feelin good in the honeymoon stage Youll find me Ha, youll find me… When the sun goes down And the star lights up my night Cuz shes around Dont wanna let this moment Go, whoa ho Go, whoa ho, ha But the question is Will it be here… Forever, forever-ever, forever-ever? Ay, will it be here… Forever, forever-ever, forever-ever? Speeding through life Race cars Fighting everyday Battle scars Badabada Ha, yeah battle scars But they always heal With a little love Hey, hey! Hope you enjoy your stay Feelin good in the honeymoon stage Youll find me Ha, youll find me… When the sun goes down And the star lights up my night Cuz shes around Dont wanna let this moment Go, whoa ho Go, whoa ho, ha But the question is Will it be here… Forever, forever-ever, forever-ever? Ay, will it be here… Forever, forever-ever, forever-ever? Could you just stay with me? Stay with you? What for? Look at us! Were already fighting! Well thats what we do! We fight! Im not afraid to hurt your feelings! Theyre like 2-second rebound rate, youre back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing So what? So, its not going to be easy, its gonna be really hard, were gonna have to work with this everyday but I want to do that because I want you, I want all of you, forever you and me, everyday, could you do something to me? Please? Could you just picture your life for me? 30 years from now? 40 years from now? Whats it look like? …Forever, forever-ever, forever-ever?

Life Ooooh, yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah uh Been always told to keep my head up But cliches just dont cut the cake when your neck tired from bobbing Lifes a stage, streets the cage We dungeon rats Outkast and Goodie Mobbin Enough of the petite talk, Id rather have a nigga with a perm Aint got to have punk, on my side than a nigga who frontin To another niggas interpretation of god-stuntin My growth, why vote for president if he a spot guy Thats like choosing which bullet you gon get shot by A drank and some hot fries Slowly eating me up from inside to outside Well you gon die anyway, right? Wrong I plan to live forever, I know it seems mighty long If you think about it in Earth terms Thank god we on the TV what we let like earthworms Stay underground like Cheers or Dig Dug Only come above to shake hands and give hugs Lay your beautiful body down on this fur rug You got to give a damn if you do not give a fuck, ha! Rack em up cuz we bustin Once was the nigga in the back of the class who never said nothing His thought became an amplifier I live for inspiration, for without that, I will die Jitterbug jam now can you dig it? Dont stop and uh dont quit cuz uh We own that high school shit and uh You know that uh we spit it Jitterbug jam now can you dig it? Dont stop and uh dont quit cuz uh We own that high school shit and uh You know that uh we spit it Jitterbug jam now can you dig it? Got issues on my mind like a fool from Columbine Will I swallow my pride or take that ride? Better think before my cock get slide and take a dive Into this hot pit like oil and grits Stand alone on my own ten toes against foes Its a snowstorm and you outside gettin cold Luck has struck one buck for seven every roll Throwin snake eyes thinkin a nigga gon fold Stand down like four black vogues on golds Snatchin all the dough and leavin yall broke Going all out for an A plus in class I bust ass walkin barefoot over broken glass Now who gon pass player? You wont last See we all in the race just taking up space If wes on the other side of the track grab the straps Thought yall knew wild dogs run in packs So who you think you foolin? We can get to dueling On some old school shit, like we high schoolin There he is! Get him! Yeah, sucker! Whatcha gon do now? Whatcha gon do now sucker? Dont stop and uh dont quit cuz uh We own that high school shit and uh You know that uh we spit it Jitterbug jam now can you dig it? Dont stop and uh dont quit cuz uh We own that high school shit and uh You know that uh we spit it Jitterbug jam now can you dig it? Let me walk you little kiddies through my school days Sunday night I hit a party, missed a Monday, Ill go Tuesday Doomsday, homeroom was lookin beauty The girl I wanna cut is absent but I see a cutie But bump a flirt, I need to be doin this homework to graduate Saturate my body and memory on some algebrate Bro, why you holdin and totin thats to assassinate Go masturbate you jack-off, nigga take the hat off Im a third year freshman, I started with the best of them But now them niggas done passed me, Im just a baby daddy O.G. Original Goofball, and I used to slang the hard heart And smoke the soft softball saw through the way-hall Niggas up in the school, they know my name, look! But thats because my face is in like eight different yearbooks Couldve been took the S.A.T. but the streets got the best of me Thinkin and drinkin and bankin open while like sesame All tellin me to chill out Before you be a drop out Or cop out, is when youre thirty-something at your moms house, yeah Dont stop and uh dont quit cuz uh We own that high school shit and uh You know that uh we spit it Jitterbug jam now can you dig it?

Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Buckhead Yea Yea what I rep my state might as well throw it up See I been eating peanut souffle Since I was two Now I recommend the Tai sauce or a soup Scoop! Peanut Butter Or Peanut Brittle Peanut with some jelly and crackerses in the middle I been eating peanuts and stuff since I was little Bankhead LilD Madison play your fiddle Ditto! Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby Oh Peanut, we love you baby

Smoke this blunt Yo, everybody grab a seat, welcome to SmokeFest 99 Im glad you all could make it As you can see, admission was free to SmokeFest this year All the weed you see is free But the blunts cost sixty bucks baby CaTashTraphe, I shoot it through, dipped in 24 karats If yall niggas dont feel me, then I blame it on your parents Cause Tash fuck it up, dont twist it up wit luck My style is cold like I bought it off the ice cream truck Listen here, Tash be crashin niggas wit my beer Tash be partied down as fuck swingin off the chandelier Tash be here, Tash be there, Tash be everywhere its poppin Im here to let you know fuckin wit mes not an option Cause Tash is my name, Tashll start it wit a bang Tashll end it wit a gun shots thats not the same thing Tashll split your frame, Tash swings like gold chains I be rollin wit King Tee, and we all in the same gang But enough about CaTash, lets talk about some skrill You know its bout to pop if Likwit Crew is on the bill You can ask my nigga Phil how real this is, the weed SmokeFest 99, burn something to the beat Tash in background Damn man, yall came all the way from where, man? All the way from Mobile, Alabama. Oh yeah, you came to smoke some blunt? Yessir, we came to smoke some blunts wit you, baby. Smoke, SmokeFest time Yeah, yeah, yeah I was lookin to get my skull blowed up like Kid Dynamtie The time is right Be ridin the track so fiercely that it seems Im already high tonight But Im not though, Im just on them Black & Mild ones And people think that Im the wild one Cause I be flippin and rippin the track And verbally attackin on your style for fun Higher soul but to please myself I gotta be composin that fire shit And you notifying Tha Alkaholiks daily So pump one fore you better dump, bitch With a d-boy, rap, so some my boys are still in the trap I mean, the dope spot But the slangin got my snappin like the rope hot I can be the player you wanna bust wit Or nigga you dont even wanna go fuck wit Or nup wit, you suck dick So why you all up on my nuts? Quit I hold the microphone and thats wit a vice grip Really tightly, and Im keepin the words crystal clear So you gon correct when you try to bite thee Very nicely, Aquemini, my nigga, not a Pisces But Im likely, gon fetch a sack of that green stuff While I write G, yeah, yeah, right Yeah, peep this out yeah Hard like, now picture this A nigga in jail, rappin while his folk in the next cell Tappin wit some spoons We do rank the boom boom Fresh off a planet wit sand dunes and maroon moons Soakin wet wounds, titty tanglin tunes Musty underarms, soul slum charm Bump off in the drum, rhythm on the one Stankonians under-smellin where Im comin from, son The day you bone is when you start to die The time in between us will mean the most, I toast my high See, shit gets so bad, I know it make you wanna cry But suck it up, button up, go ahead and do your thing Folk, Im already high Smoke, SmokeFest time Yo, yo, yo Whenever Im writing, you can call me Philly Titan Reciting to you an interview like Phil Donahue Me and my crew, translate Los Angeles Scandalous, like Watergate Phil on the break, Phil on the break Phil/fill in the blank, it feels bad like gettin shanked File up your taxes, Im writin exact on my axis From my head down to my Air Maxs Phil waxes and relaxes Phil also fills up mental food up in your picnic baskets My name is Jason when I fill out my application To the nation, niggas is gonna get in filled what they facin Phil/feel the ration, Phil/feel the adrenaline I penetrate like penicillin, niggas be like Phil is illin! Phil is willin and ready Phil is Raw like Eddie Phil be cuttin up like machetes and confetti Deadly, Phil/feel the pain when I walk through the rain Niggas be like He sayin Phil again, Phil again, Phil again Smoke, SmokeFest time Hey, hey, hey Peace rap world, Id like to make a special announcement right about now We have a special guest that just stepped in the house You know this man, he the smokiest cat in rap music He goes by the name of the Doctor Greenthumb Smoke em out Now I be, rollin and smokin And holdin the golden sack When my lungs be gettin swollen, hittin the bong, rollin For chronic ironic, growin the hydroponic We got it, robotic hits you on melodic tricks of sonic SmokeFest, expandin your chest, Buddah bless, best For you to step back cause your lyrics are like cess weed Yes indeed, the session you need to retrieve it Its ten niggas in a circle smokin a spliff, believe it Retrieve it, over the counter, can you conceive it I give you Doctor Greenthumb digits, dont repeat it The Brew Crew and the Buddah Masters together Gettin you higher and fuckin you up that much faster Zig zags, blunt leafs, pipes and bong-bowls All be gettin smoked at the Buddah head shows Excuse me if it seems too complicated The herb I hold is platinum while yours is nickel plated Let me mash out, Im breakin the stash out, the hash out I roll into the studio to smoke my nigga Tash out With that Doctor Greenthumb shit, know what I mean? Smoke, SmokeFest time

Clue Clue Clue Clue ... New Outkast For my dirty South Niggas Out of the basement Out of the dungeon Look at Georgia boys What have you done to them? Rippin and sippin Pimpin and clippin And trimmin up all the women Im swimming But its odd to me your words are kind of drippin Im trippin Your flows non-existant bitches missin Like Eric Robert Rudolf Or Puss in boots with his boots off Howdy doo boss Check the southern slang boy I got a true drawl From East Pointe to New York Its OutKast and clue yall Howdy doo, yall Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast and DJ Clue Aquamini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas Fuck the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and hos alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast and DJ Clue Aquamini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas Fuck the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and hos alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Pissin in the wind Or shootin in the dark Out on a blind date Maybe fucking in the park Without a rubber on We are not alone When I was younger songs Had more fucking meaning Now we are fiendin for the new-new doo-doo Stankonians activate that part of you that dont mo-ove You think youre gettin closer but you dont have a clue Who only plays niness and tens on the 1 and 2s Hook We can do it too Funkanella, funkanella Allow me to remove your crew of those Iceburg sweaters Boy Ive never seen soft punch a fella I remain in, the company of insane men I be the reason niggas in the jeeps will tuck they chains in Keep it swingin Why you trippin Hey we brothers Im like why you sniffin I got a snort habit motherfuckers!! Niggas up the ante But all your high yella heffa, got you up her panties Leave bitch niggas naked like Dangelo Crying and close to dying on they grandmas flo If you tell us where the dope at then I promise we go Stop crying, stop praying where the yeh at ho Dont you dare scream Jesus I can snuff your mouth Money, dope, you let these D boys move out your house From Red Oak to Red Hook, Im theme music for crooks Michael from Adamsville with a murderous look Leave you shook and nigga Punchenella, punchenella I urge to Rob, rob-a-Fella, rob-a-fella Break {Speaking} Ayo rob that fellow man And give me his god damn jewelry nigga Hell yeah nigga Strip down, strip buck naked for a nigga Get that for it nigga Strip nigga Yeah Black on pop nigga {gunshots} Man fuck that nigga Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast and DJ Clue Aquamini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas Fuck the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and hos alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Now Slimm aint havin it A DF advocate Bustin with Kast and Clue Now Calhoun with a matic means Shit can get tragic, mufucka So what you gon do Its the deal pushing flash pan The big deal change Im working up Two in the back Tocked out in the main Keep this thing blowin for the heathers and the hatas Just got off the caper for the case in Decatur Now I stacked up and sacked up in the back to the block With eight bars to the heart To asert it I chop Keep working with 24 in the Glock Major deep game, aquamini and Roc Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast and DJ Clue Aquemini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas Fuck the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and hos alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast DJ Clue Aquamini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas Fuck the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and hos alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Hook DJ Clue yall Hard Knock Life backstage Cmon

One, two, three, uh My baby dont mess around Because she loves me so And this I know for sho Uh But does she really wanna But cant stand to see me Walk out the door Eh Dont try to fight the feelin Cause the thought alone Is killing me right now Uh Thank god for mom and dad For sticking two together Cause we dont know how Uh Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya You think youve got it Oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it til theres nothing at all We get together Oh, we get together But separates always better when theres feelings involved If what they say is Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then what makes What makes So why, oh, why, oh Why, oh, why, oh, why, oh Are we so in denial when we know were not happy here? Yall dont wanna hear me, you just wanna dance! Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Alright now, fellas Yeah? Now whats cooler than bein cool? Ice cold I cant hear ya I say what, whats cooler than bein cool? Ice cold {Uh} Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright Okay now ladies Yeah? Now we gon break this thing down in just a few seconds Now dont have me break this thing down for nothing Now I wanna see yall on your baddest behavior Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor Ah, here we go know Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a polaroid picture, hey ya Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it Shake it like a polaroid picture Shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a polaroid picture Shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a polaroid picture Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya

I wanna see you again, see you again Earthtone III, the remix, Lenny Kravitz Dont you know we could win Again, you know what time it is, OutKast I wanna see you again Big Boi, knaimtalkinbout? Yeah, do somethin I been searchin for you Ive heard a cry within my soul I never had a yearning quite like this before Now that you are, walking right through my door I wanna see you again All of my life, where have you been? Dont you know we could win? I wonder if Ill ever see you again I wanna see you again And if I take times, I know we could win Dont you know we could win? I wonder if Ill ever see you again The sacred gift of heaven, for better worse wherever And I will let somebody break it down, watch how you cry Never, I wanna see you again All of my life, where have you been? Dont you know we could win? I wonder if Ill ever see you again I wanna see you again And if I take times, I know we could win Dont you know we could win? I wonder if Ill ever see you again I wanna see you again Ive gone through time, Ive always known that you were there Upon your thrown, a lonely queen, without a king Ive longed for you, my love forever Ladies say, Forever, as a Tony, he say, Maybe Cause when you show emotion, some young ladies think its gravy Thinking they Hillary Clinton, not to mention, and she got yo baby Your connection to this woman, makes you tingly conversate-ing You think about that pussy 24/7 365, deuce-four, straight pimpin, you in heaven Posed to play your post close up Then you make the most of A situation thats raft-racing, then theres always– Yeah All of my life, where have you been? Dont you know we could win? I wonder if Ill ever see you again, wanna see you again And if I take times, I know we could win Dont you know we could win? I wonder if Ill ever see you again I wanna see you again All of my life, where have you been? Dont you know we could win? I wonder if Ill ever see you again, wanna see you again And if I take times, I know we could win Dont you know we could win? I wonder if Ill ever see you again I wanna see you again I wonder if I-I ever see you again, I wanna see you again I wonder if I-I ever see you again, I wanna see you again I wonder if I-I ever see you again, I wanna see you again I wonder if I-I ever see you again, I wanna see you again

The way you style your hair, oh oh That’s sexy—oh oh—that’s sexy The way you care, oh That’s sexy—oh oh—that’s sexy You look just like a teacher, girl, with your glasses on That’s sexy—all night long—that’s sexy No matter how we push or thrust, they stay on… That’s sexy—and it’s sexy to me—that’s sexy Hey, it’s something like a phenomenon Unearthing these feelings is coming on I get a rush like a team on Monday Night Lord, you always look out, so make it right And if not, then I guess your will is done But I’m still gon’ to reel this one With this world complex from voting fraud And an unjust world, we need you Lord Got a glass that’s filled with Jack and Coke And a heart that’s filled with will and hope While these phony ass rappers I spoke about Kill this hip-hop off without a doubt And I need that resilience and the strength And a life that’s got experience So I could learn this lesson and maybe then I could e-mail this shit to my friends Gotta get brave, I have something to tell you You’re so sexy and I hope I compel you Gotta get brave, I have something to tell you You’re so sexy and I hope I compel you That little gap between your teeth—that’s sexy, that’s sexy That space, where your thigh meets your knee That’s sexy, that’s sexy The way you chew and pop your gum, it’s so rude That’s sexy—little girl—that’s sexy It’s so unreal, time stood still … from the way you move That’s sexy, that’s sexy And I’m walking over to you to say “Hello” Yo, but here goes the things I’m seeing, though I’m seeing us on the floor, us on my rug Shooting shit, getting high, and making love And the TV is on but it’s watching us And the evening is going marvelous You got a brim hat on and open toes And the house is empty like we open shows Fall asleep, wake up, and do it again Fall asleep, wake up, and do it again You get so impressed, you telling your friends Fall asleep, wake up, and do it again And we walk outside into a wind Closed eyes as we lift, I mean ascend And we going upstairs, in God confide Shows us love and where our folks reside There’s so many places thats laced with peace And it seems we escaped the snarling beast Caught up in the excitement, I lost your hand Don’t worry ‘bout it, girl, I’m still your man And I’m running through the mist and finally I see ya flapping your wings, you’re over me And you going even higher than where I can I said, “Wait a minute, girl, I’m still your man” I said, Wait a minute Gotta get brave, I have something to tell you You’re so sexy and I hope I compel you Gotta get brave, I have something to tell you You’re so sexy and I hope I compel you Gotta get brave, I have something to tell you You’re so sexy and I hope I compel you Gotta get brave, I have something to tell you

You see all these people out here on this street, Eddie See they got blues Im talking bout they poor They broke, they hungry, thats blues Well, the blues can live in Buckhead too I know its just a richer shade of blue But its still blue, I can feel it, listen He got everything he want But everything he need money dont buy Now if that aint blues Ill say listen, oh They look at you All they see is dollar sign Now if that aint blues Ill say listen A rich shade of blue Okay, okay, you snappin, you snappin A rich shade of blue Well, Im just playing what I feel and it sure feels good A rich shade of blue I see Ima have to bring you down to Bankhead more often Cause you goin off A rich shade of blue Or we can take it to Buckhead and do it Peachtree style A rich shade of blue Everybody fall down sometime, yeah, just like that Oh, but you gotta get back to the place where they know your face And they dont mind if you cry sometimes They listen cause they cry too Ooh, thats right, right, right A rich shade of blue I guess it aint where you from, its where you at A rich shade of blue Its my birthday and Im having the best worst time of my life A rich shade of blue Man, we stand out on this corner any longer You gon make me rich A rich shade of blue

Cadillacs are coming, from everywhere Liquor vibing good ‘cause love is in the air To all you players and you pimps, smoke out and have a ball And if your hoe is actin crazy, put her on the wall Now now now everybodys dancing and just feeling right I see all of you players got your sauce laid in more ice I hope when all of this is over, as I get old, yeah My kidsll have a story, that still be told, woo, huh, about All the players came, from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell ya, theres a better day When the player’s ball is happening all day eryday Its beginning to look a lot like, what? Follow my every step Take notes on how I crept, Is bout to go in depth This is the way I creep my season, heres my ghetto rep I kept, to say the least no, no it cant cease So I begin to piece my two and two together Gots no snowy weather, have to find something to do better bet I said subtract, so shut up that, nonsense about some silent night I gots it crunk, if it aint real, aint right Im like no matter what the season Forever chill with Smith I sip my fifth, I chill with Wesson, got my reasons So tell me what did you expect You thought Id break my neck, to help yall deck the halls Oh naw, I got other means of celebrating Im getting blizzard at HoJo, I got that hoochie waiting I made it through another year cant ask for nothing much more Its OutKast for the books, I thought you knew so now you know Lets go All the players came, from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell ya, theres a better day When the player’s ball is happening all day eryday Halle-lu-jah, halle-lu-jah Yknow I do some things more different than I used to Cause Im a player, doing what the players do The package store was closed, okay my day is ruined This is ridiculous, Im getting serious, Im getting curious Cause the house is smelling stank, the chitlins old as bitches I made no wishes ‘cause Im mobbing folk niggas in the back Getting tipsy off the nog and high as hell off the contact smoke They having a smoke out in my back seat They passing herb rewinding verses cause its in the air I hit the parks, I hit the cuts, Im hitting switches Cause Im switching from side to side looking for hoes and snitches Im wide open on the freeway, my pager broke my vibe Cause a junkie is a junkie three-sixty-five Its just another day of work to me the spirit just aint in me Grab my pistol and my ounce see what them junkies gotta give me Cause its like that, yeah Forever pimpin, never slippin, thats how it is All the players came, from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell ya, theres a better day When the player’s ball is happening all day eryday Aint no chimneys in the ghetto so I wont be hanging my socks on no chimney Im fit as a tick, fix me a plate, I got the remedy Some greens and that ham, not Dont need no ham hocks, dont play me like Im smoking rocks I got the munchies, we got the Mary Jane in the Dungeon Just to let you niggas know in 93, thats how we coming So ho ho hoes, check my king-ass fro The gin and juice has got me tipsy so, um… It goes, give me ten, and Ill serve you then, now we bend The corner in my Cadillac My heart does not go pitty-pat for no rat Im leaning back, my elbows out the window Coke, rum and indo fills my body, wheres the party? We roll deep, we dip to Underground, see a lot of hoes around I spit my game awaiting countdown A five, fo, a three, two, here comes the one A new year has begun, P-Funk, spark another one… All the players came, from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell ya, theres a better day When the player’s ball is happening all day eryday Heres a little something for the players out there hustling Getting down for theirs From East Point, College Park, Decatur, Da Briar You know, niggas worldwide Down, for theirs All the players came from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell you theres a better day When the players ball is happening all day eryday All the players came from far and wide Wearing afros and braids, kicking them gangsta rides Now Im here to tell you theres a better day When the players ball is happening all day eryday

On some spooky dooky shit B-O-O-G-I-E M-A-N You know the one who make yall suckers wanna run The one that make you wanna spend more QT with your son Nobody that I know no longer do this shit for fun I am the B-O-O-G-I-E M-A-N You know the one who make a sugar drop her drawers I dig her cause shes honest and she do me just because She wanna and I wanna thats on the Niagara Falls I am the... You can catch me in a white DTS with the top popped Little buddy under my seat It shoot hot rocks Make the sucka Po get loose Jiggy purr with me shorty jiggy purr ya gurl Candle lights the world swiftly Big Gipp AKA the city miracle mutant motherfucker from birth I stay down for the ready-ready Caught some media, spaghetti Off in Japan they call me Yeti Im the Boogie Man Im Mr. Boogie Boogie from the goodie goodie Gipp Put my oogie oogie between your camel foot, so stay put A straight dog when Im chasing the platypus My intellectual qualities superior to most I love a girl with a fat back Knee cut, rack, toes showing, Po Holdin my eyes swollen Cause I stare so hard, with no regard Girl make that change, Shake that thang mama! Touched what I never touched before Seen what I never seen before Woke up and seen the sun Sky high, sky high Baby girl didnt even tell me bye-bye She was gone without dropping the digits She was gone without using my kitchen She left without kissing my lips One more time I wanna hold them hips I hope we meet up again on a lunar eclipse

One two three, oh Come, baby, dont mess around Because she loves me so and this I know for sure But does she really want to But cant stand to see me walk out the door? Dont try to fight the feelin Cause the thought alone is killing me right now But thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking to together cause we dont know how Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya You think youve got it, oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it cause theres nothing at all We get together, oh, we get together But separates always better when theres feelings involved If what they say is Nothing is forever Then what makes it, then what makes it, then what makes it Then what makes it, then what makes love the exception? So why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh Are we so in denial when we know were not happy here? Yall dont want me here, you just wanna dance Dont want to meet your daddy Hoo Just want you in my Caddy Hoo Want to meet your mama Hoo Want to meet your mama Alright now, alright now, fellows Now whats cooler, colder than bein cool? I cant hear ya I say, whats, whats cooler than bein cool? All right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right All right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right Now, ladies We gonna break this thing down in just a few seconds Now, dont have me break this thing down for nothin I wanna see yall on your baddest behavior Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake Shake it like a Polaroid picture Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya

Test one One, two, test, motherfucker Mic check, one, two Roof Fuck a bitch, beat my ass, hoe, damn Just- just checkin my shit I gotta check my shit to make sure my shit tight Thats how I do my shit, nigga You know? Do your shit how you do your shit Its cool, I aint trippin, you heard? Ima do mine Dont fuck, dont fuck wit the braids You cant fuck, you cant fuck wit the braids Dont fuck, dont fuck wit the braids You cant fuck, you cant fuck wit the braids You cant stop me, cocky Just watch me, watch me Aint gon be no carbon copies Drop it, cant mock me, too sloppy, now stop it You shouldve known better, or is it cause I flow better, they kept me in the shade But now Im back, motherfucker, its the nigga with the cannon for the tooth swingin with the braids Dont fuck, dont fuck wit the braids They cant fuck, they cant fuck wit the braids Dont fuck, dont fuck wit the braids They cant fuck, they cant fuck wit the braids Roof, roof, roof, braids Roof, roof, roof, braids Right before the dope man, I dont sing but my rhymes gon bang Make the ink on the page catch flame and it light like propane No sweat, no blood, no pain, no gain No card, no deal, no dice, no game, no thang Giving these bitches something vicious I got them falling to pieces like porcelain dishes Im dirty, I get all the way down on the ground wit the work Memorize, take a picture, write a book, I dont give a fuck I learned to fly, ground rip up Im here, lay down and give up Nigga, you aint gonna leave me out my entrance, inches Count a hundred thousand pennies, every sentence Buddatt, buddatt, buddatt, get back I get very scary like a gat in this bitch, whats happening I rip racks and pop TECs Im so poppin they just got to rap what I spray Sometimes I gotta watch what I say Im so wild, cause Im from round where the crocodiles play Dont play wit me now or later I make you say, Aww, give it to me, dont be that way Im tellin ya, couldnt tell you wit the mute I been doing this shit, how to train em, how to use em Just apply the proper respect Im tactically selective with the maximum effect But eclectic, brown perfected It just dont get no colder, bitch, if Im perfected Yall niggas couldnt pop a rubberband You fucking with the man wit the braids Wit the braids Dont fuck, dont fuck wit the braids They cant fuck, they cant fuck wit the braids Dont fuck, dont fuck wit the braids They cant fuck, they cant fuck wit the braids Roof, roof, roof, wit the braids Roof, roof, roof, swing the braids Big spark create a fire, goddamn it Get into it, get off; get down, get cross, get tied For my Million and my Mychelle My Mama and my brother and my nephew and myself The man upstairs, cause I kept it up For my niggas, and my rounds, back down Bout to step it up Put in some cash and some Outkast beats Hop behind the wheel and come out from the fucking backseat Michael Tyler, rhyme and droating driver, miracle rip plyer The fasthold desire! On fire, reach a flyer, aint nobody lie Starting them out of a team, city of Seam With 100 suckers and a busta And Im still clean! Hollering hi-ya Right before I chop you in your throat Another rapper say Im on my way To get the fucking hat and coat, and hit the motherfucking door You cant stop me! How then Just watch me, watch me Aint gonna be no calling Congress You cant drop me, you cant block me, who stop me Its outside, you shouldve known better Is it cause I flow better, they kept me in the shade But now Im back motherfuckers The nigga with the cannon for the two Swinging with the braids

You need to git up, git out and git something Dont let the days of your life pass by You need to git up, git out and git something Dont spend all your time tryna get high You need git up, git out and git something How will you make it if you never even try? You need to git up, git out and git something Cause you and I got to do for you and I I dont recall, ever graduating at all Sometimes I feel Im just a disappointment to yall Every day I just lay around then I cant be found Always asking Gimme some, living life like a bum Times is rough, my auntie got enough problems of her own Rollo, you supposed to be grown I agree, I try to be the man Im posed to be But negativity is all you seem to ever see I admit, Ive done some dumb sh..., and Im probably gon do some mo You shouldnt hold that against me though Why not? My musics all that I got But some time must be invested for this to be manifested I know you know but Im gon say this to you, I Get high but I dont get too high So whats the limit posed to be? That must be why you cant get yourself up out the bed before three You need to git up, git out, cut that bull out Aint you sick and tired of having to do without? Damn, what up with all these questions? You act as though you know something I dont, do you have any suggestions? Cause every job I get is cruel and demeaning Sick of taking trash out and toilet bowl cleaning But Im also sick and tired of struggling I never ever thought Id to have resort to drug smuggling Naw, that aint what Im about Cee-Lo will just continue traveling his route Without any doubt or fear I know the Lord aint brought me this far so he could drop me off here Did I make myself clear? You got to git up, git out and git something Dont let the days of your life pass by You need to git up, git out and git something Dont spend all your time tryna get high You need git up, git out and git something How will you make it if you never even try? You need to git up, git out and git something Cause you and I got to do for you and I Thats why Well, uh, get up, stand up, so whats said, you pinhead? See, when I was a youngster, used to wear them country Pro Keds My mama made me do it but the devil, he made me smart Told me to jack them weak suckers for they hooded Starters In the middle school, I was a bigger fool I wore with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool I used to hang out with my daddys brothers, I call them my uncles They taught me , I followed them when they ran numbers So in a sense, I was Rosemarys baby And then I learned the difference between a trick and a lady Hell, I treat em all like those, see I pimped em Witch never had my money so I never whipped em See, all the playas came and all the playas went A playa aint a gangsta but a playa can handle his business You need to git up, git out, git something Smoke out cause its all about money, money, money Yeah I said it, a nigga sporting plaits and a Braves hat I hang with Rico Wade cause the Dungeon is where the funks at, boy Im true to Organized cause they raised me Im also down with LaFace cause L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me And its cool, yeah, its real cool getting paid fat pockets And all that other fat stuff like that, yeah You got to git up, git out and git something Dont let the days of your life pass by You need to git up, git out and git something Dont spend all your time tryna get high You need git up, git out and git something How will you make it if you never even try? You need to git up, git out and git something Cause you and I got to do for you and I Thats why A lot of people in my past tried to do me, screw me Throw me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred Like a piece of wood and them spirits got the mutants mind Im getting paranoid and steady looking for the time Its eight in the morning and aint nobody up yet I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap Im headed out the door, to get off in my ride Im digging through the ashtray, hoping to have a good day I had Jamaicas best and when I light it up, I hear a voice in my head Now I know its on, my day is finally started Back up in my crib, eat my grits, break out quick, in my slick 84 Sedan DeVille, steady bouncing Out the Point to Campbellton Road The valley of the Southside flow Everybody know about that killa that we call blow, so Keep your eyes peeled for the COBRA unit Cause they known for jumping out of black Chevy trucks and through the fog Here come the Red Dogs, Im busting out around the corner in my hog Dipping from the area, Im scared So one of these -itches might wind up dead, cause I have no time for jail Buck Clampett cops, buck Elgin Bell And crooked face Campbell, got the whole country Thinking that my city is the big lick for 96 94, Big Gipp, Goodie Mo OutKast, a vision from the past Hootie Hoo! My White Owls are burning kind of slow You got to git up, git out and git something Dont let the days of your life pass by You need to git up, git out and git something Dont spend all your time tryna get high You need git up, git out and git something How will you make it if you never even try? You need to git up, git out and git something Cause you and I got to do for you and I Thats why Yall telling me that I need to get out and vote, huh, why? Aint nobody Black running but crac-kers So, why I got to register? I thinking of better stuff to do with my time Never smelled aroma of diploma, but I write the deep-est rhymes So let me take yall way Back to when Benjamin stayed in Southwest Atlanta, ayy Yall could not tell me nothing, thought I hit that bottom rock At age thirteen, start working at the loading dock They laying my mama off of work, General Motors trippin But I come home banked like Hank, from licking and dipping Doing dumb thangs, not knowing what I know now Yeah, that petty stuff will have you cased up and locked down I dips, over to East Point still actin a fool Wasting my time in the school, Id rather be shooting pool Cool is how I played the tenth grade I thought it was all about mackin girls and wearing pimp fade Instead of being in class, Id rather be up in some Not thinking about them six courses that I need to pass Graduation rolled around like rolly-pollies Damn, thats messed up, I shouldve listened when my mama told me That, if you play now, youre gonna suffer later Figured she was talking yang yang so I paid her no attention And kept missing the point she tried to poke me with The doper that I get, the more Im feeling broke as chits Huh, but that dont matter though, I am an O-U-T-Kast So get up off your ass You got to git up, git out and git something Dont let the days of your life pass by You need to git up, git out and git something Dont spend all your time tryna get high You need git up, git out and git something How will you make it if you never even try? 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Cmon, GUMI! When you gonna get here? Alright, hold your pretty horses, Ill be there in a minute You just get yourself dolled up, alright Tootsie? You pick a place, you just pick a place! Um, GUMI? Yeah, Miku? You might wanna hurry, because tonight is the night! Im empty I need fulfilling, yes I do love A-to the ceiling when I do love I get this feeling when Im in love Im restless Cant you see I try my bestest? To be a good girl, because its just us So take me now and do me justice Im waiting A-patiently anticipating Your arrival and Im hating It takеs so long to get to my house To take mе out Tonight, Im gonna give you all my love in the back seat Bubble Pop Electric Bubble Pop Electric Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the backseat Bubble Pop Electric Uh-oh, in the backseat! Okay now I understand hes on his way now But jeez Louise, I mean today now I cant wait, I wanna play now Im antsy Bubble Pop Electric pansies My sweet tooth, I want your candy The Queen of Eng would say its randy Im itchy I wish you would come and scratch me Tonight Im falling, wont you catch me? Swoop on by so you can snatch me and take me out Tonight, Im gonna give you all my love in the back seat Bubble Pop Electric Bubble Pop Electric Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the backseat Bubble Pop Electric Uh-oh, in the backseat! The need to be satisfied Come pick me up, I want a ride Hurry, hurry come to me Drive-in movie Drive in, move me Drive into me Bubble Pop Electric, youve gotta get it Straight to me, drive-in movie Take it to the back seat, run it like a track meet Come to me, drive-in movie Bubble Pop Electric, youve gotta get it Straight to me, drive-in movie Take it to the back seat, run it like a track meet Come to me, drive-in movie Tonight, Im gonna give you all my love in the back seat Bubble Pop Electric Bubble Pop Electric Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the backseat Bubble Pop Electric Uh-oh, in the backseat! Tonight, Im gonna give you all my love in the back seat (Bubble Pop Electric, youve gotta get it Straight to me, drive-in movie) Bubble Pop Electric Bubble Pop Electric Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the backseat (Bubble Pop Electric, youve gotta get it Straight to me, drive-in movie) Bubble Pop Electric Uh-oh, in the backseat!

+ Yeah! Killer keeps it honest Cause reality is perception with a weak stomach Bubbling uneasy like the bowels of {hell} Enough to make a black ghost turn pale Madden 04 This is the name that came, to alter the game My quarterback fires, slangin that thang Two minute drill, we runnin it mayne DEFENSE, DONT SLACK! Pushin ya line, crackin ya quarterback Laying that wood, hes flat on his back Ya receivers is shook, missin they catch My receivers a dog, run and they fetch Ya runningbacks weak, left on his neck MADDEN IS IT, YEAH! No better feeling, then gripping the stick Returning my punts, nailing my kicks My runningbacks real, fakin is sick HALFBACK, DONT STOP! Touchdown bound, Jeff, follow his block My offensive line, locking the block Fourth and inches, we cant be stopped Third and long, we stretching the field Chasin the corner, see if he chill OFFENSE, WONT STOP, NO! DEFENSE, WONT STOP, NO! Yeah we braggin, and hitting and taggin On Madden 2004, YEAH! Madden 04, Its grime time, lets go Bringin the pain, Im laying the wood Quarterback status, Im throwing it good Madden 04, Its grime time, lets go Runnin and gunnin, and stuffin the hole Nothin is realer than 2004! Nu-nu, that Nu-nu Nu-nu, for you-you Nu-nu, for you-you That, nu-nu That, nu-nu Nu-nu, for you-you Nu-nu, for you-you That, nu-nu That, nu-nu Nu-nu, for you-you Nu-nu, for you-you That, nu-nu That, nu-nu Nu-nu, for you-you Nu-nu, for you-you

I found the truth beneath your lies And true love never has to hide Ill trade your broken wings for mine Ive seen your scars and kissed your crime, oh So many people that I know, theyre just tryna touch ya Kiss up, rub up, feel up Kiss up, rub up, feel up on you Give you some time to prove that I can trust you, uh Kiss up, rub up, feel up Kiss up, rub up, feel up on you All night long All night long Our love was stronger than your pride Beyond your darkness, Im your light If you get deep, you touch my mind Baptize your tears and dry your eyes So many people that I know, theyrе just tryna touch ya Kiss up, rub up, feel up Kiss up, rub up, feel up on you All night long All night long Baptize your tears and Baptize your tеars and Baptize your tears and Baptize your tears and So many people that I know, theyre just tryna touch ya Kiss up, rub up, feel up Kiss up, rub up, feel up on you Give you some time to prove that I can trust you, uh Kiss up, rub up, feel up Kiss up, rub up, feel up on you

Love is in the air Te quiero, mi quieres Te adoro, I confess I love you, do you love me? I adore you, cant you see? Darlin to me you are fantastic For you I will swim the entire Panama Canal And you will be my girl I will dance the flamenco with a flamingo In the streets of Miami all night long Until you hear my song Yes, yes, I know, call me crazy Call me insane, as long as you call me My number is Te quiero, mi quieres Te adoro, I confess I love you, do you love me? I adore you, cant you see? Te quiero, mi quieres Te adoro, I confess I love you, do you love me? I adore you, cant you see?

Yeah, uh, East Point smokes some dank College Park in the house, Decatur Uh, Old National got the skanks Everybody, knowmsayin Check it Well, its the M-I-crooked letter, aint no one better And when Im on the microphone you best to wear your sweater Cause Im cooler than a polar bears toenails Oh hell, there he go again talking that shit Bend, corners like I was a curve, I struck a nerve And now you bout to see this Southern playa serve I heard its not where youre from but where you pay rent Then I heard its not what you make but how much you spent You got me bent like elbows, amongst other things, but Im not worried Cause when we step up in the party; like a mouse, you scurry So go get your fucking shine box and your sack of nickels It tickles to see you try to be like Mr. Pickles Daddy Fat Sax, B-I-G B-O-I Its that same motherfucka that took them knuckles to your eye And I try, to warn you not to test but you dont listen Giving a shout-out to my Uncle Darnell locked up in prison Now throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just dont care And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit Everybody let me hear you say, O-Yea-yer Now throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just dont care And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit Everybody let me hear you say, O-Yea-yer Now, my oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation To the female gender, aint nothing better Let me know when its wet enough to enter If not Ill wait, because the future of the world depends on If or if not the child we raise gon have that nigga syndrome Or will it know to beat the odds regardless of the skin tone? Or will it feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked on? Or will it give a fuck about what others say and get gone? They alienate-us cause we different keep your hands to the sky Like Sounds of Blackness when I practice what I preach aint no lie Ill be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie Now breaker, breaker 10-4 can I get some reply? Now everybody say Now throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just dont care And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit Everybody let me hear you say, O-Yea-yer Now throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just dont care And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit Everybody let me hear you say, O-Yea-yer Every day I sit while my nigga be in school Thinking about the second album at the Dungeon shooting pool Like E-S to the P-N, cause we adjust to the beat in the zone Honey, Im home but Im not married Carried a lot of problems around being frustrated And now Im sitting at the end of the month I just made it Like you made the B team, and like your daddys wife you making that coffee You heard the ATLiens, so back the hell up off me Softly as if I played piano in the dark Found a way to channel my anger now to embark The worlds a stage and everybodys got to play their part God works in mysterious ways so when he starts The job of speaking through us we be so sincere with this here No drugs or alcohol so I can get the signal clear as day Put my Glock away I got a stronger weapon That never runs out of ammunition so Im ready for war, okay Now throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just dont care And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit Everybody let me hear you say, O-Yea-yer Now throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just dont care And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit Everybody let me hear you say, O-Yea-yer

Yeah, this one right here goes out To all the babys mamas mamas Mamas, mamas, baby mamas mamas Yeah, go like this Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times My babys drama mama dont like me She be doin things like havin them boys Come from her neighborhood to the studio, tryna fight me She needs to get a piece of the American pie and take her bite out Thats my house, Ill disconnect the cable and turn the lights out And let her know her grandchild is a baby and not a pay check Private school, daycare, shit, medical bills—I pay that I love your mom and everything But see, I aint the only one who laid down She wanna rib you up to start a custody war My lawyers stay down She never got a chance to hear my side of the story We was divided She had fish fries, cookouts for my childs birthday, I aint invited Despite it I show her the utmost respect when I fall through All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Me and your daughter got a special thang goin on You say its puppy love; we say its full-grown Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever You can plan a pretty picnic but you cant predict the weather Ms. Jackson Ten times out of nine, now if Im lyin, find The quickest muzzle, throw it on my mouth and Ill decline King meets queen, then the puppy love thing Together dream bout that crib with the Goodyear swing On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever Forever, forever ever? Forever, ever? Forever never seems that long until youre grown And notice that the day-by-day ruler cant be too wrong Ms. Jackson, my intentions were good, I wish I could Become a magician to abracadabra all the sadder Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he Asking what happened to the feeling that her and me had I pray so much about it, need some knee pads It happened for a reason, one cant be mad So know this, know that everythings cool And yes, I will be present on the first day of school and graduation Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Look at the way he treats me Shit, look at the way you treat me You see, your little nosy-ass homegirls Done got your ass sent up the creek, G Without a paddle, you left to straddle and ride this thing on out Now you and your girl aint speakin no more Cause my dick all in her mouth Know what Im talkin about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy, cheating, beating In the year 2G, they be the same thing So who you placin the blame on? You keep on singin the same song; let bygones be bygones And you can go on and get the hell on, you and your mama Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Im sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times

My baby dont mess around Because she loves me so And this I know for sure But does she really want it But cant stand to see me Walk out the door? Dont try to fight the feeling Cause the thought alone is killing me right now Thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking through together Cause we dont know how Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! You think youve got it Oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it Til theres nothing at all We get together Oh, we get together But separates always better When theres feelings involved And they say that Nothing is forever Then what makes, love the exception? Oh why oh why oh why Are we so in denial When we know that were not happy here? Hey ya! Hey ya Hey ya! Hey ya Hey ya Oh, hey ya

Take just one look around me Tell me what you see Your reflection and a brokenhearted memory I tried so hard to do the best I could You lied and now weve got to get this understood Dont cry, dont call me I dont want you around me Who are you to judge me? Im only what you made me You should have took advantage Of every waking moment But you thought you had time to waste And you were so dead wrong, mmm-hmm I tried so hard to do the best I could You lied and now weve got to get this understood Dont cry, dont call me I dont want you around me Who are you to judge me? Im only what you made me Dont cry, dont call me I dont want you around me Who are you to judge me? Im only what you made me I dont wanna see your tears I dont wanna hear your voice Dont you know you made the choice Boy, you did me so wrong Dont cry, dont call me I dont want you around me Who are you to judge me? Im only what you made me Dont cry, dont call me I dont want you around me Who are you to judge me? Im only what you made me And a brokenhearted memory Dont wanna see you, dont wanna hear you You did me wrong, leave me alone Baby, I tried so hard to do the best I could But you lied and now weve got to get this understood Dont even think about calling me Cause I dont wanna...

1, 2, 3, uh! My baby dont mess around me Cause she loves me so And this I know fo sho But does she really wanna Cause she cant stand to see me walk out the do Dont try to fight the feeling Cause the thought alone Is killing me right now Thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking two together Cause we dont know how Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya You think youve got it Oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it Til theres nothing at all We get together Oh, we get together But separates always better When theres feelings involved If what they say is nothing is forever Then what makes Then what makes Then what makes Then what makes Then what makes Love the exception? So why oh, why oh Why oh, why oh, why oh Are we so in denial When we know were not happy here? Yall dont want to hear me You just want to dance Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya Oh oh! Oh oh! Dont want to meet your daddy Just want you in my Caddy Dont want to meet your momma Just want to make you come-a Im Im Im just being honest Im just being honest Hey! Alright now! Alright now, fellas! Now whats cooler than being cool? I cant hear ya! I say whats, whats cooler than being cool? Alright! Okay now, ladies! Now we gon break this thing down in just a few seconds Now dont have me break this thing down for nothin! Now I wanna see yall on yall baddest behavior! Lend me some suga! I am your neighbor! Ah! Here we go! Uh! Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it Sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it Sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture Now all Beyonces and Lucy Lius and baby dolls Get on the floor Get on the floor You know what to do You know what to do You know what to do Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya Hey Ya...Hey Ya....

{crowd yelling in background} {banging on door} Dungeon Family! Dungeon Family! Dungeon Family yall got six minutes! Dungeon Family, dont yall hear em out there Theyre going bananas! Get up Dungeon, come on! Dungeon Family get out here! Come on! You hear me in there?! {door opening} First Generation! Presenting Dungeon Family, Mr. DJs on the drums We spit the slickest shit from the gutters and the slums Presenting Dungeon Family, Mr. DJs on the drums We spit the slickest shit from the gutters and the slums Gooolllllyyy! Yea aint gon believe this Oh you will when you see it Them boys done came together, changed the weather Now they finna reign/rain forever Somebody better tell em they can think whatever But I dont sweat em Oh if they say I aint right this time, shawdy bet em Cuz I got game to sell em, a thang or better I play em low key like below C level The high fidelity gon bang yo cerebelum And crank the party up like this old Charles Tatum In a subterrainium chamber, creatin masterpieces Etch it in stone, trust em its hard to keep em A thunderous sound, comes from up under the ground Do you smell what the Family smokin? We burnin it down To ash, Breeze, Doc, The Mob, Rube OutKast and me, guilty by association...

Cousins, come casually witness the chaos backstage Where dreams are fulfilled over cheap thrills Damn, my sack spills Hey baby, hey baby, hey Hey baby, hey baby, hey Hey baby baby Im the kind of girl that hangs with the guys Like a fly on the wall with my secret eyes Taking it in, try to be feminine With my makeup bag watching all the sin Misfit, I sit Lit up, wicked Everybody else surrounded by the girls With the tank tops and the flirty words Im just sipping on chamomile Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal With a stranger in my face who says he knows my mom And went to my high school All the boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Girls say, girls say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Hey baby baby Hey baby, hey baby, hey Boys say, boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Girls get all the flowers Guys have all the fun But she won’t bite if you won’t bite Tonight’s the lucky one Love found in the lobby Room service for two Breakfast in your underoos Right next to you know who Im the one they feed upon Give a bit, a star is born And if youre hot enough youll get the pass So you can tell your friends how you made it back No matter what they say Im still the same Somehow everybody knows my name And all the girls wanna get with the boys And the boys really like it All the boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Girls say, girls say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Hey baby baby Hey baby, hey baby, hey Boys say, boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey They call me Mister Freeze Cut back to the dressing room with ease No pushing, no shoving Cool, calm, and collective like a G I know I’m supposed to rock the roses and bowtie Nobody’s up on Gwen, so I’m the one that’s gonna approach her Smoker, smelling like li’l mota when I stroll by The boys in the band having all the fun And the girl, she doesn’t know how That’s what I heard Uh, that sounds absurd But when you’re dealing with a pimp player type motherfucker from the Dirty Uh, things can only get crunker than they was No Doubt, OutKast, Aquemini Records, Earthtone on the drum All the boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Girls say, girls say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Hey baby baby Hey baby, hey baby, hey Boys say, boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Girls get all the flowers Guys have all the fun But she won’t bite if you won’t bite Tonight’s the lucky one Love found in the lobby Room service for two Breakfast in your underoos Right next to you know who Walking through the backstage pearl Walking through a darker world Pierced gipples and smoke Sometimes she chokes On the double standard joke Backstage creepin’, I’m bent like elbows Looking for that hidden throwback like shelltoes Smell that blitty burned in backrooms Girls with the tig ol bitties in bathrooms She likes boys in the band, No Doubt ‘I’m Just a Girl’ spittin’ out her mouth Tragic Kingdom, where she come from She just wanna hear that song by Gwendolyn Prepare to Rock Steady, remix is ready OutKast, Killer Mike, No Doubt drop heavy

Heres some shit make ya go Hmmmm Have you ever wondered why the world hates you? Maybe its because you is a child of God? Hmmm They come Yeah, You best be done ready becausec they come Better hold your straps ready because they come Your mens better not be spaghetti because they come You turn your pocket into grafitti yeah they come Nigga you aint ready but they come You better hold your straps ready because they come Yeah they come Yeah They come Now here they come They say the sound of revelation takin em off while your occupation Now we all computers puttin cheques by sharp shooters You cruise world, one nation undivided but deliver me from evil And these crazy people all across the world All out warfare mentally, physically, spiritually, emotionally Fulfullin, you aint doin no killin Cause I aint scared I got friends comin to my house And I gonna put you on your place By the grace of god Because I dont really think you ball that hard Thats what your mouth said Its like the whole damn world is caught Now yall whole motherfuckers is just rotten Like the CIA, the IRS, the DEA, the FBI and whoever else with three letters in they names You think you quick on the draw puttin them ten times is mo better We got all the superstitions they got all the cheddar You dont own nothin You bought from them we might as well say we just leasin Aint no reason then why the preacher and his false teachins Keepin hot coals over your heads Yeah when I looked into your eyes I will see that

Sunny: Good morning, little people! Class: Good morning, Sunny! Sunny: Alright! Madison? Madison: Speaking! Sunny: Eddie? Eddie: Present Sunny: Tamika? Tamika: What up? Kim, Kam? Kim: Right here! Kam: Right here Sunny: Philly Phil? Philly Phil: Uh, here Sunny: Lil D? Lil D?! Everyone: Aw yeah! Sunny: Class of 3000, sing Everyone: La, la, la, la, la Sunny: Now Philly Phil, you and Lil D, yall hold that groove tight Hypnotize them so you can take them where you wanna take them Class: Hey, Sunny, can we take them to the bridge? Huh, huh, huh? Hey, Sunny, can we take them to the bridge? Sunny: Ah, okay Madison: Oh, I know that one London Bridge is falling down Falling down, falling down London Bridge is falling down Class: So much reality TV that real life becomes a sitcom If you aint got no rhythm We gon show you how to get some, yeah Kam: This beat is ferocious! Kim: Yeah, like a big ol tiger! Sunny: Class of 3000, sing Everyone: La, la, la Lil D: See, shawty, we gotta show these folks we dont play, even when we do be playin! Tamika: You dont even watch cartoons! Man, thats scary. I bet if you ordered a banana split, you wont even eat the cherry! Man, you lame! Lil D: Shawty, what you talkin bout? Sunny: Ooh, sound like youve been practicin, Eddie! Madison: Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do Sunny: Alright now, just like we rehearsed it! One, two, one, two, three, here we go Stay cool now, stay cool, shh, let the music do all the talkin Madison: Um, Sunny? Sunny: Ah, yes, Madison? Madison: Excuse me but, um, the radio people dont play songs without words anymore Sunny: Yeah, I know, but dont you worry about that, as long as its jammin all the cool people will play it Madison: Ohh... Philly Phil: Hey, Lil D, how you like my new electrophonic bass thingamajig? Heh, just made it, heh! Lil D: Oh, thats fly! Sunny: Now remember lesson one Be yourself cause no one else can Take your seat at cool school Thats right, Class of 3000 Be yourself cause no one else can Do that thing like you do Right again, Class of 3000 And always remember to let em know Where you come from just so they know Class: Bankhead, Buckhead, go ahead, go ahead Bankhead, Buckhead, go ahead, go ahead Madison: Hey, yall, what about East Point and College Park? Class: Yeah, alright, cool Sunny: Alright now, Lil D, im gonna need some thunder and lightening out them drums Lil D: Alright! Sunny: Lets take em home Madsion: Oh, were on the radio! Eddie: Money cant buy you funk, no, no, no, no Kam: Yeah...

Give me the green light Give me just one night Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now I see you move, Im checking your smile Working your back like, its going out of style Shake just a little bit faster Shake just a little now girl Dying to meet you, so lets mess around Got an obsession, of us getting down Come just a little bit closer I just need permission, so... Give me the green light Give me just one night Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now We could go all night Give me the green light Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now One, two, three - green light Well, if its what it seems like They way youre movin baby lets me know thats its gon be right Im - Ah, ah Im - A-one, two, three - red light I wanna see what your beds like But if I be your buddy, get you studied, is yo head right? Im - Ah, ah Im - Do I have a girlfriend? Well, technically no If you be my girlfriend, then Ill make it so Youll be my only true lover No competition, no other Baby, its just, the thrill of the chase Ive got a feeling, Im winning this race Baby, Im in much closer I just need permission, so... Give me the green light Give me just one night Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now We could go all night Give me the green light Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now One, two, three - green light Well, if its what it seems like They way youre movin baby lets me know thats its gon be right Im - Ah, ah Im - A-one, two, three - red light I wanna see what your beds like But if I be your buddy, get you studied, is yo head right? Im - Ah, ah Im - So I went hard like Medusa staring at me I told her, Lets go, lets blow this lame nigga factory She said, What kind of girl do you think that I are? The kind that you meet in a bar? You think you can get whatever you want cause you some kind of star No, Im a comet; I just want you woman Hey, if I were you then it would be me that Id go home with Three, the one and only, one thing you aint considered I heard you when you told your girl, Ooh, he can get it - admit it You did it! Lets hop a cab, and split it Im kiddin! We both going to where you livin! HAH! I got you giggling like a piglet - oh, thats the ticket? I hope you more like, Anita Baker, than Robin Givens No, I dont know that lady, so let me quit it Im just style-freein, freestylin which I seldom do This is what Im tellin you, to the bed Im nailin you Like Ive been in jail for two, years and then they done let me loose Give me the green light Give me just one night Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now We could go all night Give me the green light Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now Im ready to go right now

Do I watch cartoons? Class of 3000 Talk what you heard, pay your penny That means I could throwdown, oh yeah Olly olly oxen free your body When we come to your town, oh, yeah Jump up and touch the sky Fall till you hit the dance floor, oh, yeah I promise if you give it all you got Every time they want more Yeah, more, yeah, more, yeah We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown Clap, clap your hands Tell your mama, That man throws down Ooh, from Atlanta to Japan Every land throwdown, oh, yeah Jump up and touch the sky Fall, hit the dance floor, oh, yeah I promise if you give it all you got Every time they want more Yeah, more, yeah, more, yeah We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, hey We throwdown, we throwdown, throwdown Ooh, wait, we got this thang pumpin like fried bologne Im, Lil D and all these drums, I throwdown Thats better than throwin up Im Eddie and with my horn Ill blow you away Im Kim and Im Kam Im on the turntables and I make the keyboard jam Im Philly Phil and I play bass So I got that bottom, bow your bottom You know who I am, Im Tamika And with this here guitar Im a superstar Hey, all people, Im Madison and Im a Pisces No, Madison, youre supposed to let them know what instrument you play Oh, um, I play violin and I think were comin to the end Bye

1, 2, 3, uh! My baby dont mess around Because she loves me so, and this I know for sure But does she really wanna But cant stand to see me walk out the door? Dont try to fight the feeling Cause the thought alone is killing me right now Thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking to together cause we dont know how Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! You think youve got it, oh, you think youve got it But “got it” just dont get it til theres nothing at all We get together, oh, we get together But separates always better when theres feelings involved If what they say is “Nothing is forever” Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then what makes, what makes, what makes love the exception? So why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh Are we so in denial when we know were not happy here? Yall dont want to hear me, you just want to dance Hey ya! Hey ya! Dont want to meet your daddy Hey ya! Just want you in my Caddy Hey ya! Dont want to meet your mama Hey ya! Uh-oh Just want to make you cumma Hey ya! Uh-oh Im, Im, Im, Im just being honest Hey ya! Im just being honest Hey, alright now, alright now, fellas Now, whats cooler than being cool? I cant hear ya I say whats, whats cooler than being cool? Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Okay now, ladies Now, we gon break this thing down in just a few seconds Now dont have me break this thing down for nothing Now I want to see yall on your baddest behavior Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor Ah, here we go! Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it, Shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it like a Polaroid picture, hey ya! Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, shake it , shake it, sugar Shake it like a Polaroid picture Now all the Beyoncés and Lucy Lius And baby dolls, get on the floor You know what to do, oh, you know what to do You know what to do Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya!

Fuck the rhythm, fuck the rhythm under your bosom I dont want to move too fast, but Cant resist your sexy ass Just spread, spread for me Dont want to come on too strong, but Ill play in you all day long Just spread, spread for me I dont want to move too fast I dont want to move too fast I dont want to move too fast but Cant resist your sexy ass Just spread, spread for me Dont want to come on too strong, but Ill play in you all day long Just spread, spread for me I dont want to move too fast, but Cant resist your sexy ass Just spread, spread for me Dont want to come on too strong, but Ill play in you all day long Just spread, spread for me I, I cant read minds, but I can read yours I think she says that she wants to pour Pour, pour, yourself all over me What you think? I could be wrong, but people dont lie And if they do, by God, they must fry You know, like electric chair The way you stare, yeah, Im there You committed a crime and Im the victim Ive got an eye out for she that cries out passionately Well do things backwardly, forwardly, horizontally Im too young to be settlin down Quick to change my mind tomorrow So, now can I borrow your timid torso More so than your soul? Honest me, gotta be how I roll Fuck the rhythm, tuck the rhythm under your bosom Fuck the rhythm, tuck the rhythm Fuck the rhythm, tuck the rhythm under your bosom Youre the prism, Shirley Chisholm Was the first, lets rehearse makin a baby Put in your order, I want a baby daughter Dance on the tip of my tongue Shake the clouds until theres no more wetness in them Shake the clouds until theres no more wetness in them Tell your homegirls that you will send them A postcard from 3000, hard Dont want to make you feel strange, but Dont let these words be in vain So spread, spread for me Nature knows that I want you, but Not unless you want me too So spread, spread for me

ANDRE: Hold your jewelry CHEROKEE: Blahhh ANDRE: Hold your jewelry or you might get some dangles CHEROKEE: Yo, Dre ANDRE: Yes? CHEROKEE: Yo, what’s the difference between a nectarine and a peach? ANDRE: Uh, well Miss Cherry, ummm, it was kinda like, um, the fuzz CHEROKEE: The fuzz? Whatchu mean the fuzz? Today, I’m irritated Kinda feels like cracker crumbs in your bed This fuckboi tried to do me Tried to do me Got me mixed up with Fred Who is Freddy? Freddy Froot Loops! Many talk about it, but I be it So it’s me ‘til I’m gone, oh yeah It’s just your down-for-whatever Next door neighbor Trying to make my way home Yeah, can you understand Well I know you can As sure as a nectarine Ain’t nothing but a bald-headed peach I’ve got a song for each And every one of you As sure as a nectarine Ain’t nothing but a bald-headed peach I’ve got a song for each And every one of you Nicks and dimes Surround my world Everybody’s after look so girl Bullshit will fly While soul and funk only die I got this ache in my dome To let you share what I own Miss Glee and set for the school Bad ass little black girl break rules Look at them eagles so high My wings above my back side

One for the money, yes, sir, two for the show A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of something good Where me and my nigga rode the MARTA through the hood Just tryna find that hook up Now every day we looked up at the ceiling Watching ceiling fans go round, tryna catch that feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my paper We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur Writing rhymes, tryna find our spot off in that light Light off in that spot, knowing that we could rock Doing the hole in the wall clubs This shit here must stop, like Freeze! We making the crowd move, but we not making no Gs And thats a no-no [Check it, a one-two, a one-two dope niggas in the Cadillac They call us, went from Players Ball to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Little Rock to banging Niggas say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we staying laying vocals Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they making big noise Over a million sold to this day, niggas they take it lightly 96 gon be that year that all yall playa haters can bite me, Im out this bitch Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Back in the day, when I was younger, hunger Looking to fill me belly with that Rallys bullshit Pull shit off, like it was supposed to be pulled Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys Smoking them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes getting thrown like Hail Marys And they looking like Halle Berrys So so fine, intertwined, but we aint sipping wine Wes just chilling, Im the rabid villain, and Im so high Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and Shug And my little brother James, thangs changed in the hood Where I live at, them rats know, Mama I want to sing But mama I want to trick, and mama Im sucking dick now We moving on up in the world like elevators Me and the crew, we pimps like 82, me and you like Tony Toni Tone Like this, East Point and we gone Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Got stopped at the mall the other day Heard a call from the other way that I just came from Some nigga was saying something, talking bout smoke something Hey man, you remember me from school? No not really But he kept smiling like a clown, facial expression looking silly And he kept asking me, What kinda car you drive? I know you paid, I know yall got beaucoup of hoes From all them songs that yall done made And I replied that I had been going through the same things that he had True, Ive got more fans than the average man But not enough loot to last me To the end of the week, I live by the beat Like you live check-to-check If it dont move your feet then I dont eat So we like neck-to-neck Yes, we done come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes From Virginia, this aint gon stop, so we just gon continue Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your mama and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

Its been seven hours and fifteen days Since you took your love away I go out every night and sleep all day Since you took your love away Since you been gone I can do whatever I want I can see whomever I choose I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant But nothing I said nothing can take away these blues Cause nothing compares Nothing compares to you Its been so lonely without you here Like a bird without a song Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling Tell me baby where did I go wrong I could put my arms around every boy I see But theyd only remind me of you I went to the doctor and guess what he told me Guess what he told me He said girl you better have fun No matter what you do But hes a fool Cause nothing compares Nothing compares to you All the flowers that you planted, mama In the back yard All died when you went away I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard But Im willing to give it another try Nothing compares Nothing compares to you Nothing compares Nothing compares to you Nothing compares Nothing compares to you

Im so cool I could be an Eskimo Even in the summer at my house it snows Ooh, Im always chillin like its forty below Im so hot, Im cold, cool kitty Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Meet me at the corner of cool and ice Where all the girls hang out, you know the spots The cars are fast and the motors are loud If I were you I would be in the crowd, cool kitty, cool kitty Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat Cool kitty, Im a cool, cool cat

My baby dont mess around Because she loves me so And this I know fo shooo... Uh, but does she really wanna But cant stand to see me Walk out the doo... Dont try to fight the feelin Because the thought alone is Killing me right nooww... Uh, thank god for mom and dad For sticking through together Cause we dont know hooowww...UH! 4 x Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa...Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa... You think youve got it Ohh, you think youve go it But got it just dont get it Till theres nothing at AaaaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaall Llll... Weve been together Ohh, weve been together Ohh, weve been together But seperates always better when Theres feelings InvooooooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOoooooo OOOOOlved If what they say is Nothing Is forever Then what makes, Then what makes LOOVVEEE? So why you, why You Why you, why you, why you are we so In denial When we are not happy Heeeerrreeee... Yall dont want me here you just Wanna dance Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa... Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaaa...(Dont want To meet your daddy, OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaa...(Just want you in My Caddy OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa... (OHH OH Dont want to meet yo mamma OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaa...(Im, OHH OH Im, OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa... (Im just being Honest OHH OH, Im just being Honest) Hey, alright now Alright now Fealous, Now whats cooler than bein cool? I cant hear ya I say whats cooler than bein Cool? whooo... Alright, alright, alright, alright Now ladies, And we gon break this back down in Just a few seconds Now dont have me break this thang Down for nothin Now I wanna see yall on yall Baddest behavior Gimme some suga, I am your Neighber ahh here we go! Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake It Shake, shake it like a Poloroid Picture, shake it, shake it Shh you got to, shake it, shh Shake it, shake it, got yo shake It shake it like Poloroid Picture

I am one with the moon, the 54th platoon Red beam coming soon, straight outta the blue lagoon Only seat that blows in the winter, the placenta The ganja, the marijuana, gives me lifted like the steam, the steaming saunas So I ponder, mickie dees or benihanas The other day Ive seen my mama, dipping in mi ganja I said what are you doing?, She blamed Obama Presidential Rolexes, presidential sweets all night swisher Its kinda like a picture with no paint, blank Like the mind of a dead man And bitches are sweating me like Allen Iversons headband Drip after drip, I dropped the phantoms hot, not Mariah But I carry fire, my cannon is hot As a California summer on no ac on a Hummer This is game, spitting flames with Andre 3000 numbers Love birds, love birds me and my rose phantom are Love birds, love birds, me and my marijuana are Love birds, love birds, me and the palm trees are love birds Love birds, love birds, me and the Cadillac are Love birds, love birds, me and the ATL are Love birds, love birds, me and my microphone are love birds I introduce the AT alien to your smelling it Chronic bushes that are larger than African elephants Relevant is my kush yours is not So stop pretending its from a Californian spot I am so high, it would take Dwight Howard to snatch me out of the sky I am flying and your career dying I should get my best khaki suit out of the closet and put the iron to it Reminiscing back when I didnt have no khaki suit to cruise on Levis and Patrick Ewings Kept it moving, now I ball like Patrick Ewing Junior, ask Dre before he met me I was sicker than a tumor And I had a Glock that threw Bullets like boomer Had niggas running faster theyre running backs On an Oklahoma Sooners, no sooner I said it I was sweated by my baby mama, the first one, drama Love birds, love birds me and my rose phantom are Love birds, love birds, me and my marijuana are Love birds, love birds, me and the palm trees are love birds Love birds, love birds, me and the Cadillac are Love birds, love birds, me and the ATL are Love birds, love birds, me and my microphone are love birds

La, la, la L-l-life without m-m-musics Like l-l-life without love Man, if we had no music what would we dance to? What would we sing to? How would them babies learn their ABCs Oh, no No, Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars No, Old McDonald Had A Farm And birds would have nothing to sing No, Take Me Out To The Ball Game Life without music This is terrible Uh, we wouldnt even whistle And we wouldnt have a heartbeat Cause we wouldnt know what a beat was Life without music Thats so lame Man, we wouldnt even have no ring tones Shawty the phone wouldnt even ring Uh, it would just vibrate At least nobody will be able to download your songs Shes got a point We gon have to do something bout this

Oo-oo-ooh Oo-ooh Oo-oo-ooh Oo-ooh My baby dont mess around Because she loves me so, and this I know for sure But does she really wanna Cant stand to see me walk out the door Dont try to fight the feeling Cause the thought alone is killing me right now Thank god for mom and dad For sticking two together cause we dont know how Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya You think you got it Oh, you think you got it But got it just dont get it when theres nothing at all We get together Oh, we get together But separates always better when theres feelings involved If what they say is nothing is forever Then what makes love the exception? Oh why, oh why, oh Why, oh why, oh why, oh Are we so in denial When we know were not, were happy here Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Come on! Shake it, sh-shake Shake it, sh-shake Shake it, sh-shake Shake it Shake it, sh-shake Shake it like a Polaroid Shake it, sh-shake Shake it, sh-shake Shake it, sh-shake Shake it like a Polaroid Shake it like a Polaroid Shake it, sh-shake Shake it, sh-shake Shake it, sh-shake Shake it like a Polaroid Shake it like a Polaroid Shake it, sh-shake Shake it, sh-shake Shake it, sh-shake Shake it like a Polaroid Shake it like a Polaroid Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Oo-oo-ooh Oo-ooh Oo-oo-ooh Oo-ooh

Word, best to feel me, boy Its about to come off, its about to come off Whether you love it or you hate it Aint none of this drug game can stop my flow My malignant melodys a felony, at least thats what they tellin me Belle and three deep in hell and Tree Sellin my new T-A-P-E For paper, D- King get real violent with terminators Determined haters gettin wiped out by exterminators In German Gators, fully prepared for the perpetrators They try to fade us- My style is layed down in perfect layers If adgetated, then my melody moves wildly Niggas that doubt me dont know nothin about me Without me, rap would be weak witout a beat But it got me, so its unique and kinda sweet Yet you slot me, so I take pride in your demise Seek to stop me and I must rise with my a-llies At the top, man- Hard to maintain but I got game And its plain to see without pain and forever reign You losers not me, so I recommend that you dont begin Cause to stop me is takin the strength of ten men [King Midas Drunken Master] My, my, my... ...malignant melody My, my, my... Its just those wicked flow skills My... ...malignant melody Watch out. Watch out, bout to hurt ya! My... Its just those wicked flow skills See, when I see the microphone, Im instantly turnin Into a fire-breathin M.C., internally burnin Never learnin to watch your mannersll get cha smacked in the mouth Heres a present, Im gon have Santa come and blow up ya house Just from a clout, Im gon have to bless the skill of a legend Goin in so many directions, you dont know where Im headin Now, I aint bettin but I believe Im one of the best Kinda upsettin how I battle when Im put to the test Nevertheless, ladies obsessed, now I confess that Im fresh Could afford to ball for yall a little bit and still have alot left What about death? I aint afraid but, shit, I dont wanna die For myself- So when you try to slain me, bullets gon fly til aint nothin left- Its self explanitory how Imma ride For my respect, I get wreck- Man, I cant go deny [King Midas Drunken Master] My, my, my... Imma say it again for em, Dre Look here, huh My, my, my... ...malignant melody My... We gon freak it for this one time, man Drunken Master Its just those wicked flow skills My... One time ...malignant melody Two more times, man Let me go towards em, man My... Its just those wicked flow skills [Drunken Master Dre from Outkast on a phone] Yeah, and thats the way we puttin it down Drunkenstyle, you-knaw-I-mean? 99.9 on your FM dial- Bangin for real niggas only Turn the volume up out there Ayyo, right about now, lets go to the phone lines and see whats Crackin lately- See who ridin wit us, ya-knaw-I-mean? Yo, Drunkenstyle, you on the line Yo Yo, whats the deal, nigga Wuz up, man Yo, who is this? This Dre Yo, Dre, whats goin on out there in them city streets, my man? They jammin ya Ayyo, well, you on the air right now Let niggas out there know who you ridin wit, Playboy Do your thang Yo, yall know who it is Yes, straight outta Outkast, its Andre 3000 Niggas know we be layin low Lower than roaches doin push-ups But Im layin low with, uh, DJ Dre, the Drunken Master Yall know what it is- Drunkenstyle 99 Go and pick up yall tha album Yeah, thats good lookin out, Playboy Ill see yall when I get to Atlanta, you-knaw-I-mean? Alright Big shout-out to all the niggas in the Dirty South Ridin wit that Drunken Master shit in they deck You know it dont stop, baby- Check the way that we switch it up Drunkenstyle, nigga- WHAT?!!

Its like I told you, Im getting away from this town Ill be traveling alone, adventure is calling my name And if you want to, you can follow me Im gonna go to the jungle and build me a home We could live right Stay up all night Kiss by moonlight It would be tight Well have a family and I will protect you from harm We could get wilder than all the animals And I will try to keep it simple if thats what you want I know youre scared baby, I know youre proud I know your girl, she was fooling around She had your head under water your heart under fire And Ive decided she didnt know how to love you We could live right Stay up all night Kiss by moonlight It would be tight We could get by Start a new life Dance with fireflies We could get by Cant hide from the man in the moon, hes watching Make love like animals , Im feeling cannibal And Ill eat you alive... Jungle, in the jungle… We could live right Stay up all night Kiss by moonlight It would be tight We could get by Start a new life Dance with fireflies We could get by We could live right Stay up all night Kiss by moonlight It would be tight We could get by Start a new life Dance with fireflies We could get by

Oh Peanut, we love you, baby Oh Peanut, we love you, baby Oh Peanut, we love you, baby Oh Peanut, we love you, baby Oh Peanut, we love you, baby Oh Peanut, we love you, baby Eddie: Buckhead, yeah, yeah, what I rap my state, might as well throw it up See, I been eatin’ peanuts and things since I was two May I recommend the Thai sauce or a soup, scoop Lil D: Peanut butter, yeah, or peanut brittle, yeah Peanut with some jelly and cracker sits in the middle, alright I’ve been eating peanut and stuff since I was little Bankhead, Li’l D, Madison, play your fiddle Madison: Ditto! Oh Peanut, we love you, baby Oh Peanut, we love you, baby Oh Peanut, we love you, baby

One two three go My baby dont mess around me Cause she loves me so And this I know for sure Uh, but does she really wanna But cant stand to see me walk out the door? Dont try to fight the feelin Cause the thought alone is killing me right now Uh, thank God for Mom and Dad for sticking two together Cause we dont know how Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya You think youve got it, oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it, til theres nothing at all We get together, oh, we get together But separates always better, when theres feelings involved If what they say is Nothing is forever Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then what makes, what makes, what makes, love exception So why you, why you, why you, why you, why you Are we so in denial? When you know were not happy here Yall dont wanna hear me you just wanna dance Dont want to meet your daddy Just want you in my caddy Dont want to meet your momma Just want to make you cumma Im, Im, Im just being honest Im just being honest Hey, alright now, alright now fellows? Yeah Now whats cooler than bein cool? Ice cold I cant hear ya, I say whats cooler than bein cool? Ice cold Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright Okay now, ladies, Yeah Now we gonna break this thang down in just a few seconds Now dont have me break this thing down for nothin Now I wanna see yall on yall baddest behavior Lend me some suga, I am your neighbour Ahh! Here we go Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake, shake it Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake Shake, shake it, like a polaroid picture, hey ya Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, suga Shake it like a polaroid picture Now while Beyonces and Lucy Lius And baby dolls, get on the floor Get on the floor, you know what to do You know, what to do, you know I do Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya

Well its the M-I-crooked letter coming around the South Rolling straight Hammers and Vogues in that old Southern slouch Please, aint nothing but incense in my atmosphere Im bending corners in my ‘Lac, boi ‘Cause thats how we be rolling here Deep, the slang is in effect because its Georgia Kicking the khakis and Adidas Packing yo heaters cause you sposed to, cousin Catfish and grits is how my flow flows Rolling steady in that Caddy but them empty bottles gots to go See juice and gin used to be my friend from the beginning Now Im just a player sipping sauce every now and then To catch a buzz like a bumblebee, niggas who tried to fuck with me Get sprayed like Raid ‘cause it aint nothing see My heat is in the trunk along with that quad knock No, my heart dont pump no Kool-Aid Jump and youll get you sprayed Who raise your blocks? The one and only OutKast Many a nigga falling fast and I continue blasting, quickly They aint gon get me, got something for em The devil up in yo grill and you still dont even know ‘em Show ‘em, whos the OK like collard greens and hoecakes I got soul, thats something that you aint got Thats why your style is rot- Ten, stop in the land of ATL Where nothing but pimps fully equipped quick to make a sale, swell Swollen got my pockets Business booming like rockets Folks try to stop it but they know that its that Its that Southernplayalisticadillac funky music Now players if you choose it You better make sure you dont abuse it We’re gonna get cha high, high Time to drop these bows like Dusty Rhodes Then I yell ‘ho’ And knock ‘em up off they feet like a Southern hustler ‘posed to do Is in the house like… a joint is lit for my kinfolks And all the niggas that was down, since we been broke Taking ‘em deeper than a submarine So scream when you hear the team of two Look my crew be thick as two fat hoes sitting off in a Brougham Im packing my tag backwards if you want to be acting wrong Word is bond like super glue, its funky like pooper scoop And every word I’ll say you can true Well okey dokey KastOut I swear to God I got the highest booming Cadillac The expialalistic Coupe de Ville, can you handle that you rat? I take my time cruising round the city malls And under my seat for you suckers its your final curtain call The one two to the gauge p-u-m-p You want to do a jack, I heat the barrel ‘til its empty, get me? See, I get friendly getting in where I fit Organized is on the track with the southernplayalistic shit So copy my slang and bite my shit but dont try gaffling me ‘Cause sleeping youll get served with some Southern hospitality Its that Southernplayalisticadillac funky music Now players if you choose it You better make sure you dont abuse it We’re gonna get cha high, high Well Southernplayalisticadillac music has been laid I may wait for all the, be rolling like that today, hoes So back up off get up on it if you want it yall Looking for hoes and snitches was my thing on Players Ball, yep So now I step, rather walk with the pimp limp While my niggas are at East Point With that College Park, hemp-smoke style Is how I wanna end it on this track So I pass it to my partner and step back up in my Cadillac Step up in my shoes you crews sitting on Trues And Vogues for the hoes only when we rolling through Atlanta skies be blue The sun is beaming, it’s seeming That I’m glistening, rather gleaming 20/20 got me leaning to the side Full of pride Now aint that something? Im dipping into your hood, this aint braille but Im bumping Thumping out the roaches Dungeon if yall missed it Big Gipp, Goodie Mob, PA, OutKast Southernplayalistic Its that Southernplayalisticadillac funky music Now players if you choose it You better make sure you dont abuse it We’re gonna get cha high, high Its that Southernplayalisticadillac funky music Now players if you choose it You better make sure you dont abuse it We’re gonna get cha high, high

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One, two, three, go My baby dont mess around me Cause she loves me so and this I know for sure Uh, but does she really wanna But cant stand to see me walk out the door? Dont try to fight the feelin Cause the thought alone is killing me right now Uh, thank God for mom and dad for sticking two together Cause we dont know how Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya You think youve got it, oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it til theres nothing at all We get together, oh, we get together But separates always better when theres feelings involved If what they say is, Nothing is forever Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then what makes, what makes, what makes, love exception So why you, why you, why you, why you, why you Are we so in denial? When you know were not happy here Yall dont wanna hear me you just wanna dance Dont want to meet your daddy Just want you in my caddy Dont want to meet your momma Just want to make you cumma Im, Im, Im just being honest Im just being honest Hey, alright now, alright now fellows? Yeah Now whats cooler than bein cool? Ice cold I cant hear ya, I say whats cooler than bein cool? Ice cold Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright Okay now, ladies, yeah Now we gonna break this thang down in just a few seconds Now dont have me break this thing down for nothin Now I wanna see yall on yall baddest behavior Lend me some suga, I am your neighbor Ah, here we go Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake, shake it Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake Shake, shake it, like a polaroid picture, hey ya Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, suga Shake it like a polaroid picture Now while Beyonces and Lucy Lius And baby dolls, get on the floor Get on the floor, you know what to do You know, what to do, you know I do Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya

Hey yaaa... Ba-doo-baaaa-ba-doo-baaaaa Baby, take off your cool I wanna see you, I wanna see you Baby, dont you be so cool I wanna see you, I wanna see you I want to have some interaction That means a little bit of affection Dont worry baby girl Ill be your protection Getting to know you is a blessing, but my love for you is what Im testing The world is a mess, and Im trying to get you before I am deeply depressed At first it was practicing in the mirror Now its failing after that second semester, but I cant say I love you any clearer I am overlooked in music and relationships Girl I know we have been through some hardships, but we got to look over it to get anywhere in lifes transcripts Im there whenever, wherever; however, My world right now isnt great We met by fate I hope one day I can take you on a legit date The feeling of you in love with me makes me think great But in the end another guy will come in and take your heart away And there goes my chance at being your boyfriend and so Im late Im late Baby, take off your cool I want to get to know you

One, two One, two, three, yeah! Inslumnational, underground Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground Like a million elephants or silverback orangutan You cant stop the train Who want some dont come unprepared Ill be there, but when I leave there Bet Ill be a household name Weather man tellin us it aint gon rain So now we sittin in a drop-top, soakin wet In a silk suit, tryin not to sweat Hit somersaults without the net But thisll be the year that we wont forget 1-9-9-9 Anno Domini, anything goеs Be what you wanna be as long as you know Consequеnces are given for livin The fence is too high to jump in jail Too low to dig, I might just touch hell Get a life now they on sale Then I might cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm & Hammer Soul gold grill and a baby mama Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers Stack of questions with no answers Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days Get back home, things are wrong Well not really, it was bad all along Before you left adds up to a ball of power Thoughts at a thousand miles per hour Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe Believe theres always more Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah, dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! Uno, dos, tres, its on Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone? Like that there boy and will still stay street Big things happen every time we meet Like a track team, crack fiend dying to geek OutKast bumpin up and down the street Slant back Cadillac, bout 5 niggas deep 75 MCs freestyling to the beat Cause we get crunk, stay drunk, at the club Shouldve bought an ounce, but cha copped a dub Shouldve held back, but cha throwed the punch Supposed to meet your girl but cha packed a lunch No D to the U to the G for you Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan Never turned my back on my kids, for them Shouldve hit it, quit it, rag top Before you re-up, get a laptop Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals Make a fat diamond out of dusty coal Record number four, but we on a roll Hold up, slow up, stop, Control Like Janet, Planet, Stankonias on ya Moving like Floyd, comin straight to Florida Lock all your windows, then block the corridors Pullin off my belt cause a whippings in order Like a three-piece fish before I cut your daughter Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border Pity pat rappers trying to get to five Im a microphone fiend tryin to stay alive When you come to ATL, boy, you better not hide Cause the Dungeon Family gon ride Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah, Dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! Dont pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah, Dont even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad! Bombs over Baghdad! Bombs over Baghdad! Bombs over Baghdad! Bombs over Baghdad! Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival Power music, electric revival

My baby dont mess around Because she loves me so, and this I know for sure But does she really wanna But cant stand to see me walk out the door? Dont try to fight the feeling Cause the thought alone is killing me right now Thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking two together cause we dont know how Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya You think youve got it, oh, you think youve got it But got it just dont get it till theres nothing at all, all, all, all We get together, oh, we get together But separates always better when theres feelings involved Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh If what they say is, Nothing is forever Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then what makes, what makes, what makes love? So why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh Are we so in denial when we know were not happy here? Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya Hey ya, hey ya

Lyrics from Snippet The cops used to come around in my neighborhood Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along! Oh theyd arrest me, you know, especially at night They had a curfew, niggas had to be home at 11, negros, 12 And youd be trying to get home, doing your crew runs And theyd always catch you out in front of a store or something Cause youd be taking shortcuts, right Cops, Ree, put your hands up, black boy! The cops shot the kid Aint no try to get home Miniature caskets make a lasting impression Sinister tactics make em answer my question The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– To fuck what yall do Dont know whats gon stop, yeah Fuck killing cops, what if wе kill cops kids? Make that nigga adopt a baby cause we got hеre Make that nigga a dot on his head and pop here Maybe they just forgot, refresh em, give a pop quiz Make a movie bout cops, kids, and small boxes Cops, kids, and small boxes Make a movie bout cops, kids, and small boxes Cops, kids, and small boxes Make a movie bout cops, kids, and small boxes Cops, kids, and small boxes Make a movie bout cops, kids, and small boxes Cops, kids, and small boxes Make a movie bout cops, kids, and small boxes Miniature caskets make a lasting impression Sinister tactics make em answer my question The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– Miniature caskets

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Cmon, Johnny! When you gonna get here? Alright, hold your pretty horses, Ill be there in a minute Cmon, Johnny! When you gonna get here? Alright, hold your pretty horses, Ill be there in a minute Cmon, Johnny! When you gonna get here? Alright, hold your pretty horses, Ill be there in a minute You just get yourself dolled up, alright Tootsie? You pick a place, you just pick a place! Um, Johnny? Yeah, Gwennie-Gwen-Gwen? You might wanna hurry, becausе tonight is the night! Im empty I need fulfilling, yes I do lovе A-to the ceiling when I do love I get this feeling when Im in love Im restless Cant you see I try my bestest? To be good girl, because its just us So take me now and do me justice Im waiting A-patiently anticipating Your arrival and Im hating It takes so long to get to my house To take me out Tonight, Im gonna give you all my love in the back seat Bubble Pop Electric Bubble Pop Electric Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the backseat Bubble Pop Electric Uh-oh, in the backseat! Okay now I understand hes on his way now But jeez Louise, I mean today now I cant wait, I wanna play now Im antsy Bubble Pop Electric pansies My sweet tooth, I want your candy The Queen of Eng would say its randy Im itchy I wish you would come and scratch me Tonight Im falling, wont you catch me? Swoop on by so you can snatch me and take me out Tonight, Im gonna give you all my love in the back seat Back seat, back seat, back seat, back seat Back seat, back seat, back seat, back seat Back seat, back seat, back seat, back seat Back seat, back seat, back seat, back seat