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Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go If you wanna be a ho, go head and dont be scared Many a bitch, represents, and is led Whichever way no Im not gay And really dont give a fuck bout what you doin Long as I pave the way For my Southwest GA warriors To come in packs, to feed, takin what we need To succeed, you know what we gon do, on this road We gon explode, now are you ready for this territory Makin our life one big story to tell Reality amongst the youth, long as, breath is in my body I got proof, Im not scared If you scared, say you scared Whos scared? In this world Im Gipp, in second the mutant The third the Geechee, how many ways can you reach me? Now most be scully, went from clean to muddy Polished to shine, the season to rhyme Been down like brown, like dirt to the ground Been lookin for love, now I bubble like suds Others flew sky high, while others were duds Live high up on the hills, to escape the floods Situation they change, like faces and names Went from cool to plain, from lame to flame Man down or not, man plans or plots Give a FUCK what you think, we aint movin out this spot And Im out If you scared, say you scared Yo, paragraph indent, I make intense sense Niggas on that Gil Scott dope—hint, hint At age fifteen they start smokin Billy Clint Now hes twenty-one and wants to know where the time went Hey, hey, hey, whats the haps? Well see your time elapsed Have you ever thought of the meaning of the word trap? Baboon on your back, but whats sad is that crack Was introduced to Hispanic communities and blacks But then it spread to white and got everyones undivided attention Cause your daughter is on it and you cant hide it Maybe your son tried it Rehab too crowded You scared, she scared, they scared, I said They scared they scared to talk about it Bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it, bout it If you scared, say you scared February 1st, 1975s my birthdate The player the B-O-I, was brought onto this Earth on Thursday I think see, my cap I twist it back from all the dank But if you see me on the Ave, you betta believe I tote that shank So what yall thought, bruh? I gotta protect my name and what we fought for Southernplayalistic ATLiens in your sock drawer No lockjaw, we got that raw shit and all the trimmings Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning The intro, the Goodie—we kinfolk Nigga, its fin to jump off But now its time I lay low Cause I believe the track gon cut off Psych, the track is bumpin like pussies on some dykes So if you scared, say you scared, cause everybody can die tonight Cause my heart dont pump no Slushee You touch my niggas you touch me I blow up the microphone, like Marilyn Manson You cant hush me, yeah Heatll make anything move Even Tyson, can get laid down, with this tool Just cause the name say Goodie, you take us for fools Out they rabbit ass mind, dont give me mine I go off like mines, blowin suckers to smithereens We was never folks if we fell out over this lil cream Or let some soft legs come in between our dreams We live like Kings, and die like fuckin men I dont care how rough you roll, we cant be shut down Aint no openin up shop, we already established You lap doggin, we boss hoggin Grown men, dont beg for attention Keep wishin, high heels clickin Paper champions, leavin with they feet behind Zap em for the pumpkin, at twelve On the bottom bunk, holla at me Six to the left, last one, cant turn over with dirt on ya Slain dead, devils, dont have enough to purchase my essence In da head, missin ounces, zip code, eight miles Suckas, think I got they package But they still eatin moo-moo, oink-oink And fowl-fowl-fowl-fowl.. repeats The truth hurts, but you cant be scared of it So remember that, OutKast, Goodie Mo-B Still standin for somethin while yall fallin for nothin Stop dyin over this lil concrete and lil paper We get this shit together our powers in numbers You can deny the lie but you cant deny the truth You scared, you scared, say you scared!

I tell it like it is, then how it could be Like it is, then how it could be I tell it like it— tell it how it— I tell it like it— tell it how it— I tell it like it is, then how it could be Like it is, then how it could be I tell it like it— tell it how it— I tell it like it— tell it how it— I tell it like it is, then how it could be Like it is, then how it could be I tell it like it— tell it how it— I tell it like it— tell it how it— Heaven or Hell, boy; freedom or jail, boy A Jansport bag full of shit I could sell for— The high or the low, boy, just me and my homeboys The police kill us, so we made up our own laws Been fighting this long war, its shells in this shore sand Still young, but a grown man, could tell by my stature Stacking money and problems as I wait for the Rapture Death never been no threat, I be chilling, relaxing—everybody bleed I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To make it up to Heaven, despite the things Ive done I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To make my mama proud, feel like her only son I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one With everything I need, with everything I want I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To do it like nobody has ever done When I was in seventh grade, my grandfather told me, Dont get caught loving the streets, cause they never gon love you back. But I feel like its all we got, so its all we really do love. At the end of the day, I feel like the problem is the people that control it dont really come from here. So they cant do nothing but, you know, look down on us. We look at them, we see somebody that could help; they look at us, and all they see is a nigga. But it dont really matter anyway. We all gon die one day, man. One day. Do doves cry when a Black man die, or do we croak with crows? The young catch gunshots, the old catch the Holy Ghost Ho, I love not, I never seen no pot of gold Just bar windows and six-fours with no switches Was broke with no bitches; she love me, though Youll kill me if it make you richer, what you screaming you my brother for? Heart is where the hatred is, the brainll stain the love below And life is what you make it, so Im making money for my folks I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To make it up to Heaven, despite the things Ive done I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To make my mama proud, feel like her only son I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one With everything I need, with everything I want I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To do it like nobody has ever done When most people look at a person who does what I do, they look at us with these preconceived notions, as if its a set way for us all to be. But we all people at the end of the day, so I wonder why we dont treat each other like it. You looking at a person, telling them that they story dont matter, really, no better than me walking down the street tryna shoot at somebody, cause all we got is these dreams, man, and yall aint never had to not have nothing. And thats the last thing you want for anybody is to not really have nothing at all. I been through Hell and back, I seen my mama cry Seen my father hit the crack, then hit the se to flip a sack I done seen my homies die, then went on rides to kill em back So how you say you feel me when you never had to get through that? We live for they amusement, like they view us from behind the glass No matter what we grow into, we never gon escape our past So in this cage they made for me, exactly where you find me at Whether its my time to leave or not, I never turn my back I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To make it up to Heaven, despite the things Ive done I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To make my moama proud, feel like her only son I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one With everything I need, with everything I want I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one To do it like nobody has ever done, nobody has ever done

Whats up? How you feelin bout it? Whats up? Got some shade about it Whats up? You mad about it Cant be mad at me You know the problem is you seemin too invested in it You gettin hung up, whats up? Why you questionin it? You lookin like this talkin turnin you on Way Im fuckin you up, like you love it Im up on my Aries tip, bet you heard something bout it Fire pit, you keep dancin around me So legit, put a copy right on it Youre lost without it, I dont doubt it Ive been on my hot shit lately, cant be mad at me You been on some fuck shit lately, keep that distance, please Yeah, so if youre thinkin theres a problem, we can settle it Say you dont care, but truth is you just cant get with it Ive been on my hot shit lately, cant be mad at me Used to be so down, down, down, down, down Hard to get through you, but let me have a go at it You out here lookin like you cant get enough Way Im fuckin you up, like you want it Im up on my Aries tip, bet you heard something bout it Fire pit, you keep dancin around me So legit, put a copy right on it Youre lost without it, I dont doubt it Ive been on my hot shit lately, cant be mad at me You been on some fuck shit lately, keep that distance, please Yeah, so if you thinking theres a problem, we can settle it Say you dont care, but truth is you just cant get with it Ive been on my hot shit lately, cant be mad at me Whats up? How you feelin bout it? Whats up? Got some shade about it Whats up? You mad about it Cant be mad at me Whats up? How you feelin bout it? Whats up? Got some shade about it Whats up? You mad about it Cant be mad at me

Slum beautiful, driving I plum crazy Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing They dont know, but I do though Baby my darling you make me lose composure Fragments of a million me Scattered across the floor to a certain degree Where I had to give your mama a call And thank her for spending time with your daddy For all its worth, girl whats your frequency And can I come there frequently Slum beautiful, driving I plum crazy Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing Luscious Left Foot What I like to do most is spit this game like sports announcers And will pity pat them hoez down like a gentlemen club bouncer Ounce of killa dilla, be making my game more flagrant And once I done had some Cuervo bout six shots Im nothin to play wit Like plug sockets and babies, possums, raccoons, and rabies Maybe Lady Luscious oba kaybee so they say thee An old school playa pimp type ass nigga like Tony Mercedes And will work every last muscle off in your body like Billy Blanky Hanky panky, where did you get your gold grill cause its banging And I like them red hot Fila straight from Walters off the chain Fuck them bouige bitches they dont know nothin bout you Cause you push a big black Buick, so fresh, so clean on them Trues Slum beautiful yous the world to me, shawty I dig ya And Im loving the way them Jordache got a bear hug on your figure You my nigga, nigga Slum beautiful, driving I plum crazy Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing Look at you, unbelievably, brilliant beautiful you Youre looking deliciously divine darling you really and truly do The very thought of has got me running at the speed of love Exploring everything about you from the ground to the God above Suddenly I started dreaming, traveling in time so fast I could almost taste outer space I saw the face of God and looked like you and me too Hello, Im the man that God made you for Profound dont think, okay lets put this poetry in motion Im shining simply because mother earth Im your son Our entire circumference engulfed in emotion Forevers gonna be so fun Slum beautiful, driving I plum crazy Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing I dont know but, it seem like uh, your daddy must have gave you A teaspoon of honey every night before you went to bed Or was it a pack of Now & Laters cause youre the sweetest thing on my head And Id like to say that Id love to make love to every molecule of you And if you want to spontaneously combust thats what well do in unison

Everybody, lets go Dont stop baby, dont stop me Dont stop baby, dont stop me I like the way that you move And girl you know how I do Its in your hip I want to get right between your strip Use it like Lancome lipstick Scarlett, and frankly I really do care, madam All you will, this is Sa-Ra fam, now back to maam I know that you can move like that I saw you dance And now you you gotta show out, make me a fan Turn up the fan, we gonna sweat crazy Whats your favorite Gatorade, lady Hadnt been shopping, Perrier water maybe I hope you aint hungry got mash but no gravy But we can make some, the best of both juices We can use this, this some new shit Make it hot like Crisco Thats how my flow go, shorty you aint know? If you aint po, stop being so high post My music aint just for the siditty and pretty its for Everybody, lets go Dont stop baby, dont stop me Dont stop baby, dont stop me I like the way that you move And girl you know how I do Shorty you killin em hard with them lady pants Simple elegance looking better when you dance Chest to the sun with your thoroughbred stance You gallop to the rhythms of a native drum chant Your granny must be Navajo Your mama do rodeo, your papa do the saville row I bite you, aint no antidotes The red blouse do arouse, I come at you like a matador Does attract horny bulls All the girls are waiting to see which one he pulls Eenie meenie miney meenie prenuptial Enforcer in the Porsche in case fools wanna duel Youll cool your fuckin jets, who wanna be next? Ooh, Ill probably get life if I let One off, so I let em go like a pro Sir Andre with an accent 3 triple 0 Ben-jamin, Lauren is the middle name That was given by my mama, success was on her brain Rain? Bentley Farns got the umbrellas Benjamin got the sweaters, hey what more can we sell em? Sun, spring will bring the parasol Now watch him parasail to entertain us all Everybody, lets go Dont stop baby, dont stop me Dont stop baby, dont stop me I like the way that you move And girl you know how I do

The first guest tonight is a good friend of the show. He ah – ah, screw it I’m the king of rock, there is none higher Sucker MC’s should call me sire To burn my kingdom, you must use fire I won’t stop rockin’ till I retire Cmon man Dont call it a comeback, I been here for years Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear Oh-kay, heres the situation My parents went away on a weeks vacation and They left the keys to the brand new Porsche Would they mind? Umm, well, of course not De La Soul is from the soul And in fact I can’t deny When it comes to being De La It’s just me, myself and... Supersonic! Always rappin, always clappin, everybody always say Im happy If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see Im always rockin, never stoppin, devastatin rappin lady When Im on the microphone its ? Ilama llama llama llama llama Llama llama llama llama llama, see me Llama llama llama llama llama Yeah, yeah That’s it That was it, that’s it That’s it Oh my God, Becky Look at her butt I like big butts and I cannot lie You other brothers can’t deny When the girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face you get... This here’s a jam for all the fellas Tryin to do what those ladies tell us Get shot down cause you’re overzealous Play hard to get, females get jealous If you want it Then youve got it If you want it Baby, youve got it Just bust a move I came to get down! Then get out your seat and jump around Jump around Jump around Jump around Jump up, jump up, and get down Drunk as hell, but no throwing up Half way home and my pagers just blowing up I didnt have to even use my AK JT: Woah, I’m sorry, wait, um Did you just say you didn’t have to use your AK? JF: I didn’t, I didn’t, I didn’t have to use it, did I? Not today JT: You don’t uh, you don’t have an AK, do ya, Jimmy? JF: Nah, no I don’t Gotta say it was a good day Power in the money, money in the power Minute after minute, hour after hour Been spending most our lives Living in a gangsta’s paradise Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Listen all of y’all, it’s a sabotage Listen all of y’all, it’s a sabotage Listen all of y’all, it’s a sabotage Listen all of y’all, it’s a sabotage I’m a hustla, baby I just want you to know It aint where I been But where I’m ’bout to go I’m sorry Ms Jackson, ooh! I am for real Never meant to make your daughter to cry I apologized a trillion times When the pimp’s in the crib, ma Drop it like it’s hot, drop it like it’s hot, drop it like it hot When the pigs try to get at ya Park it like it’s hot, park it like it’s hot, park it like it’s hot Harder, better, faster, stronger Now that that don’t don’t kill me Can only make me stronger I need to hurry up now Cause I can’t wait much longer Can’t you hear that Boom, badoom-boom Boom, badoom, boom Baby got that super bass Boom, badoom-boom Boom, badoom, boom Baby, you got that super bass (Bass, bass, bass, bass Bass, bass, bass, move it out now) I live and die for hip-hop This is Hip Hop for today I give props to hip-hop So hip-hop hooray, ho Hey, ho Hey, ho Hey, ho Hip-hop hooray, ho Hey, ho Hey, ho Hey, ho I’m the king of rock

Have you heard the news today? They say a little 14-year old little girl had a baby on the way Too much for her little mind to bear And that type of news to her Mama she cannot spare Toilet Tisha, damn we miss you Toilet Tisha is the issue Damn we miss you, Toilet Tisha Damn we miss you Tisha? Tisha! Tisha, girl what you doing? Oh my god, oh, Tisha, Tisha! Ah, no! Tisha! Tisha! Ah, no! Not my baby! Ah, no! I love you, no! Ah, good Lord, ah! Dont go away Dont you dare go away from me, girl—I can help you Dont go away dont you dare leave Dont go away, it aint a thang Dont go away Five thousand, one hundred ten days is a short period of time A mere fourteen years on this precious mother earth You see Tisha had issues And her decision making skills were still in its early stages You know what Im talking about Therefore she could not properly handle a blessing in which She thought to be an obstacle in her path to adulthood Pause, Just like a brother with a thousand pauses Should I, shouldnt I, I cant, I have to, Mama will never see me the same Daddy and Big Mama I know all of them gonna be ashamed of me Are just a few thoughts racing through her cranium As she sits on top of the pale, cold porcelain seat in the rear of the house The unthinkable moments away from becoming reality, sadly with no clue And no way of expressing her feeling to her mama or anybody else in her life Tisha done came to the crossroads and now she got to choose Fatality, fatality, fatality, fatality

Do you ever see that stuff that be When it get cold That ice that you cant see? See that shit happens sometimes Yep Black ice Now you know and I know I done bumped every hole in the wall, yall Did you catch that phone call? Most of yall that met me thought I was tall Gipp flipped like a dip, slipped, fell on the black ice Did you think twice? Homeslice came and he went Satisfied, got bent, bars aint shit Mutant, coast to coast, yeah, I laughed and boast Man, do-si-dos, too many comin close to Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen befo Woke up and seen the sun Sky high, sky high Circulate like a Sunday paper Capers caught long time, to cheap flicks, good picks Paid hard, watch the hard turn sideways Cook the tail for real sales to those who lose cash Players keep your life for now Feeling good and warm, windows rolled tight Thirty-five degrees, nippy tonight Dont forget the ChapStick, lips dry quick When the jack out, make you wanna act out Take the slack out, some people black out Hibernatin til we came back out Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen befo Woke up and seen the sun Sky high, sky high Touch what I never touched before Seen what I never seen befo Woke up and seen the sun Sky high, sky high I been in it for the past few days Tighter than fades, Im knowin my plays Now can I rap? Can I adapt? Not really sure yet Who that lookin over the shoulders of those writin dreams? Fiending for the taste of menthol Missed class, stayed in the hall Lookin for a squeeze play, better, yet a holiday Stayed away from the pyramid board game Broke it down to a neighborhood slang Cash before fame Sky high, sky high Sky high Sky high Sky high Sky high Now who done stepped in? The nigga, the B-I-G, the secret weapon, boi Slicker than Black Ice, throwin these flows like rice at weddings So quit flexing, we speakin about Something thats refreshing to the earlobes Pay for the room and still be in pimp mode Like Iceberg, Chryslers and Buicks Some niggas aint on they jobs so them suckers here to lose it Abuse they privileges and now the 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 bout 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 rhymin like a fucking jerk, boy; simp Yeah! Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your 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 what pertains To cocaine and sustaining reign See, summer rolls around, niggas holler bout 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 individuals way to bring home The bacon when bacon was all gone Making it our own, taking me all wrong Weve all indulged in the 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

One more time for yall, y-y-yeah, huh If you didnt know you know now, OutKast, Stankonia We shittin on erybody talkin that bullshit Now Peter Piper picked a pepper, that was his downfall Im down with Dre 3000 cause he got my back yall Ball if you want to, but do it with some class G Ask me, do OutKast got some flows so you can blast me Nasty, niggas on the point they see you shining Engineers in the studio see me rhyming Dont get me wrong, got four albums; stay consisent You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat Cap, cap, ya link snapped, you slumped off in ya Cadillac For what though, some diamonds and a Bentley What you dying for? Alright hoe, Imma bank my cheese and let my mic glow Prioritize to live to tell these other niggas how you Bought yo kid some tennis shoes Let these brothers know that your mama she got her house too Let these niggas know that your sister wouldnt have finished College.. without you, I doubt you do that though So do this here and keep that bullshit out of our ear You too near me to not hear me, to open to conceal me The love for the music keeping Big Boi spittin real G Cause they know where you live And theyve seen what ya drive And they say they gonna put one in your helmet Cause you brag bout that watch And all them things that you got Them dirty boys turn your poundcake to red velvet Yeah, this nigga wanna floss ? We got this nigga now Yo T, I got a nigga right for us Ima take him to the hotel You know how its gon go... Nigga keep braggin Yeah, we got him now... How can you measure a nigga by multiple figures He may got, got, got Had he not purchased the newest Mercedes That lose its value soon as you drive that bitch off the lot, lot, lot Would he still be the ladies, most wanted, doggonit you want it He got it-type nigga round the town, town, town Had he not played it so flashy, ashy when half of these niggas Hurtin and workin would be he be found, found, found In a ho tel room shot up With his dick shoved in something he got a lot of Bill Gates dont dangle diamonds in the face Of peasants when he Microsoftening the place You gettin on my nerves, well Im gettin on your case Consider your surroundings or you leave without a trace Cause they know where you live And theyve seen what ya drive And they say they gonna put one in your helmet Cause you brag bout that watch And all them things that you got Them dirty boys turn your poundcake to red velvet I know you got the biggest bankroll and you ballin Follow the heater because the leader he is haulin Ass like Juan Valdez, I think he scared Cause my nigga Khujo Goodie got that tooly to his head Little did he know that, waitin in the closet No matter what you call that, playboy sure got done Done was the one who came in contact With those with slow goals who prompt to sell crack On his megaphone, hey look world Im on you off He floss hard cause he celebrate the fact Little did he know that, waitin in the closet No matter what you call that, playboy sure got done Cause they know where you live And theyve seen what ya drive And they say they gonna put one in your helmet Cause you brag bout that watch And all them things that you got Them dirty boys turn your poundcake to red velvet

I call the crib they say Breeze, you aint know? I say What? Big Time got popped in his Benzo! I said Damn man, Im riding in his Lexus Im bout to dump this niggas shit in New Dimensions Get to the crib so I can call Big Slate up And tell em the money man done slipped and got his throat cut And everything that we took from the warehouse I heard somebody talkin bout it at the White House Man I thought you said that this job was for me and you I aint know that Bill Clampett wanted some too You tell his folks that Im sorry bout that Lexus Im bout to dip and see my sister up in...naaah! Cant even tell you where I put my extra playa card Cause them Red Dog police know we homeboys Just tell everybody who owe us a dime Its the great ho round up yo money time I got to have mine, then Im outta here! Take a loss, come back up just like Coco Grier Aint got to worry bout yo partner getting caught like a lame It wont be over til that big girl from Decatur sang (It wont be over til that big girl from Decatur sang! East Point police dont know a damn thang...) Yeah, it wont be over, check this out Can you see what I be hearing talking to spirits when I sleep? Peep this out real quick Slick, we gets on this beat and speak About that pimp shit, that walk with dat limp shit, that hemp shit Looking up in your face, I see a coward and a dimwit Looking to run up in my private home just like you was the folks Serving a warrant to a baby daddy who didnt come to court On a Tuesday, April Fools Day, dont get caught slipping Leaving the keys off in the ignition, making me guilty by suspicion Penny pinchers trying to stack for ninety-six Buying another Fleetwood, Diamond took it, so know wes in the mix I need to take my ass to the crib and drop the baby off Cause them niggas at the corner sto been looking at me for too long Staring like accidents on highways, high days are better than sober ones Dont be biased, but I know it has to come So I put two in the sky to let them know Im babysittin Yall dont know nothin bout Big Boi, cause that nigga steady dipping It aint over til the bitch open her mouth up And sang Took me a long time to get here Long time, man Im talking about, years, and years Riding past funeral fields holding bodies of my peers If you dont educate yourself Now how the fuck you gonna understand how you supposed to get paid? Niggas walk around get with shade tree ass ways Fuck a fade, let my hair drag Back and forth like a see-saw Jumping Lily, to lilypad dag Looking to get my Goodie feel Im broke in like some old men Whod stop dem or would stop Im dropping lines for the big plot Sixteen is when I started this dream Its ninety-six Im in your face Can you hear that bitch scream?

You know I been out here doing me Like I said I would Every night I lay with two or three Got me feeling good Didnt want it to be over when you told me it was over Baby, now Im getting under somebody All I wanted was to know love, now these hoes aint getting no love Im just sitting tryna pour up and party Baby, you made me this way I got you to thank, I got you to thank Baby, you made me this way I got you to thank cause Im not the same, no Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah You made me this way, no Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah You make me this way This aint what I thought I wanted, babe Until you were gone, yeah Id be crazy to ever complain Cause I dont sleep alone, baby Baby, didnt want it to be over when you told me it was over Baby, now Im getting under somebody All I wanted was to know love, now these hoes aint getting no love Im just sitting tryna pour up and party Baby, you made me this way I got you to thank, I got you to thank Baby, you made me this way I got you to thank cause Im not the same, no Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah You made me this way, no Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah Baby, you make me this way Pull up, pull up here with dutty shottas You whine, you whine, it dont really matter It happens all the time, it dont matter Mi love the way she whine, I feel better Oh, na-na-na-na-no, let me kiss the punani, baby Feel better, ooh baby, got a broken heart Hey lil mama, whats up? She say she just wanna go out Singing, baby, we rumpa, let her go, let her go, aw yeah She got the young brother messed up, and I cant leave this girl alone Yeah, baby, you made me Baby, you made me this way I got you to thank, I got you to thank Baby, you made me this way I got you to thank cause Im not the same, no Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah Oh, you made me this way Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah

Nigga, quit being so got damn selfish Put it in ya pelvis Let it work, gyrate, motivate Ill call before I come I wont just pop over, out the blue I hope that you do too Ill call before I come I wont just pop up over, out the blue No, after you Oh, thank you Lord for throwing some shy Bones in my body let me tell you why If not so, Id be too, too bad When it comes to pink polka dots and plaids Glad to meet you, my name is Dre But you can call me Possum Aloysuis Jenkins Andre 3000 for short And naaw I dont want to see your thongs I kinda dig them old school cute regular draws And I will pause for your cause Ill call before I come I wont just pop over, out the blue I hope that you do too Ill call before I come I wont just pop up over, out the blue No, after you Im a gentleman, Im a satisfy your soul And then Im a get mine Like Wimbledon we back and forth across the court Until we give out, do you take it all or spit it out Are you faking the funk and living a lie Do you really know what it feels like To have no control over the G spot? Its like a brand new pair of Reeboks or a junkie freshly detoxed You feel the tingling all over like convulsions or the rooster pox I used to not give a damn But now I make it a point just to please you So you can go back and tell all your buddies, I Pretty Dd you Ill call before I come I wont just pop over, out the blue I hope that you do too Ill call before I come I wont just pop up over, out the blue No, after you Lets see what you wanna do with the Gangsta Boo Lets cut, nigga, nigga what, Ill cut you too Coming through in a Escalade limo, tint with shade Purple haze in the ashtray ready to get a blaze What the biz? Nigga jump on in, relax with a lady With a reputation known for sexing niggas til they crazy What you mean, dog? Telling a playa like Boo to call before I come You a game Im fucking on you for fun Join the bandwagon, nigga, its a Gangsta Boo party Everybody wanna join come and freak with somebody Riding Jaguars, riding Prowlers, all sports cars Hitting strip bars with the top down, fuck yall Groupie, you need to be glad you even knew me Do me and tell all my friends you truly blew me, bitch! Ill call before I come I wont just pop over, out the blue I hope that you do too Ill call before I come I wont just pop up over, out the blue No, after you Nigga, you better dial 404-485, well bump all that But shit, youd better call before you get here, and thats a fact Before you get your feelings hurt Because you caught me playing nurse With a stethoscope running around in one of those cute, short white skirts I tried to tell you, but you wouldnt respond to Aloysius Peeped in the window, saw me cooking shrimp In high heels and washing dishes for Daddy Fat Sax And it was something I couldnt explain I know its a dirty, dirty game, but you shouldve called before you came, uh-ye-yeah-uh Ill call before I come I wont just pop over, out the blue I hope that you do too Ill call before I come I wont just pop up over, out the blue No, after you

Yeah, Spaghetti Junction, yes, yes Elope, ski slopes Damn, yeah, check it out Niggas elope wit ski slopes and fall like avalanches Tootin like its cool: hes a fool, and I cant just Sit around and watch those nose membranes flame My ends is loose and you cant stop that rain When it starts to fall Lookin like Ms. Pac-Man, hammers and Vogues and cat-man Im speaking about these pros cause you know nothing bout that, man The nigga the B-I-G is high and fly like ValuJet You thinkin about the beatin, this my ends is never met, nigga Black man, white man, Jew man, aint no joke Remember me and my cousin used to sit up on the porch And talk about when we get older; now we up against the ropes Yeah, they kickin niggas door down, cause it aint no dope on the streets And a quarter pound of feet weed, thats all a nigga like me need Talkin about that Southern sess, nigga, you all up in that mess But never shall you test, and never shall you quit Runnin up on me with that fuck shit will get you nothin but dead, nigga Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home Dont you dare ever get lost or get caught up in that sauce To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend Yall, yes, yes, uhh Uh, well Im drankin on gnac while Im dippin off in that llac The junkies around my way are always smokin up on that crack Be layin them College Park hoes flat on they backs Livin the life of pimps steadily makin this paper stack Niggas dont understand the master plan, crumble yo herb, man Til they start kickin the do in, then we ready to blast them Out like Kast , we bout to crash So mayday, may Dré, knock em up off they ass boi We struggle like fat hoes just to get things that those People got we forgot they always gonna keep a plot Right up they sleeve you wont believe they deceive like weave Thieves cant break in your crib and leave in that good life too So gimme me and then Im straight, as eight-oh-five See, blindfolds cant cover three eyes We wise to the fact so we attack with what we know Heaven is the only good life, so what you strivin fo? Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home Dont you dare ever get lost or get caught up in that sauce To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend Yall, yes, yes, uhh Well, like flip-flops and football socks A nigga be rockin the mic like birthdays Lil Jon and Sercy, so are you worthy? Im callin yo ass a flawed pimp Yappin about this crew you run wit Bankhead bouncin to that dumb shit So what mo can you come wit? Yeah, they can bite, but cannot be us They can come and pick up little slang but cannot see us You ought to be ashamed, trying to fit in my adidas So Run like D.M.C. is me and, no, dont got no heater Well, we zippin around the corner in that golden stankin Lincoln I got my heat up under my seat Just in case these youngsters tryin to take it Pullin the pistol on another black man was never the plot But sometimes my brothers lose theyself and try to take my spot They come like black stallions in the night Usually around fo or five is when they figure the time is right When you good and sleep; I couldnt sleep until I seen it Wit my own eyes, til they come over the hill—surprise Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home Dont you dare ever get lost or get caught up in that sauce To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend Yall, yes, yes, uhh

Somethings gotta give! Yeah, you know what Im sayin? Uhh Herndon Homes, unh, Martel Homes, Carver Homes, Techwood Martin Luther King, Bankhead Undercover, over the hills and through the woods I go Like green lights, a Southern nigga thats comin for your throat But not no guillotine see, we be them Southern playas Remember the football socks, aerobic Reeboks and Decaturs, now You up to par and ready for your lesson I got an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks so lets crank up a session Like Tri-Cities High School, was pulling em in a broke down Rabbit I spit a couple of words and laying em down was just a habit Just like Smokey, choking off da pee-wee that we rolled up Talking about the clique will get you nathaniel but swolled up Hootie Hoo slapped you boys across the cheek with Isotoners And went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner Tell em Big Boi did it; I swear that nigga be rhyming Every lyric that he spit be turning charcoals into Diamonds and Pearls Girl, when you giving up them drawers, cause I got a couple of niggas down the hall That wanna hit it too, Im not the type to be acting selfish Set it out and let it out and Ill be right back just like Elvis Cause the postman rings twice... Hey Mr. Postman... Power, power, I come, gimme some The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo car Lets travel far, tha Southern star shines Power, power, I come, gimme some The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo car Lets travel far, tha Southern star shines Everybody wanna get signed, but Record companies act like pimps Getting paid off what we made when we the ones thats fly like blimps But aint no Goodyear, I tell it like it is so Im like look here Just willing to get what I deserve, my kids do have a mother And a little house, with a dog in the backyard going woof-woof Who knows what I must face when I leave this recording booth? Poof, back in the real world where birds fly From Miami by way of Cuba to whoever wants to get that high Theres clouds of clowns, seas of Gs Pro-jects, packed with playas meditating on their knees Just to make them ends meet, like ground beef, you wont believe The shit that niggas attempt cause they got other mouths to feed Besides they own Power, power, I come, gimme some The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo car Lets travel far, tha Southern star shines Power, power, I come, gimme some The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo car Lets travel far, tha Southern star shines Its some hoes in this house, damn right Im thinking about the way you skull me, girls be Sucking me dry like deserts Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honeydips Liking the way you do me, screw me and make my money flip Shaking that ass for daddy, putting this gas off in my Cadi-llac Back, dont ever snap, packing the gats and pimping whores Hors doeuvres, swerve, hit the curb because Im reckless Back in the days when I was broke Id snatch your fucking necklace You ol pussy-ass nigga... yeah

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 Your, your, yourself all over me What you think? I could be wrong, but pupils 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 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 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 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 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 The morning after...

The morning after... What time is it? 7:48! Where, where are my, where are my Where, where are my panties? Oh my God, where are my panties? Damn, where? I dont– He gon think Im a ho Fuck that, I liked it I was drunk and it was my birthday anyway Maybe I should just lay here and let him touch my booty Mmm, but he dont even know my name I know she think I just think she some kind of ho I dont give a shit about givin it up on the first night Thats just lettin me know She know what she want outta life What a hell of a way to goddamn wake up Ooh, that shit was good Oh, maybe shed get me some breakfast? And, she so goddamn sweet, sweet as she wanna be Ooh, I just lay, ooh, I wanna lay in her hair You cant fall for it, dont fall for it, Ice Cold Maybe I just roll over and just lay on her booty, yeah Naw, no, no Nah, just lay here and be cool, be cool, Ice Cold But what if shes the– What if she, what if she, what if shes the one?

In the zone like Keyser Söze, always the Usual Suspect No check, all I got in this game is my respect And Southern pride, Id be, checking my fucking head Scared, looking up in your face, boy, I see dead If you test like SAT, then I guess that we may be Enemies in the Ps, freestyles be freebies I be that wrong nigga to fuck with, wouldnt I? Wouldnt I be the wrong one to try, never eating chicken thighs Only the twenty piece mojo, flows on like Flo Jo I wanted to figure out, just how low could your hoe go The beat hit like Beat Street, Krush Groove and Breakin Never baking, rebuking Satan, we had you waiting For the Second Coming, funny how time flies when youre rhyming LaFace Records, I think they got that perfect timing To be doper than Saddam, believe the Nation of Islam Fuck the police and the dogs, sniffing that dope up out your car I think they overstep they boundaries Huh, OJ, not guilty, thats how they found he Mmm, yeah, mmm, mmm Mmm, yeah, mmm, mmm Mmm, yeah, mmm, mmm Mmm, yeah, mmm, mmm I felt the pressure like sun shining, while raining At the same time, I kept on rhyming, not complaining Storm braining cats and dogs, my catalog be the size of golf balls Throw up your Daisy Dukes Im Hazzard-ous to all you Boss Hoggs And Rosco P. Col people, who caboose my locomotive But enough of that, everyone can rap but lets say gift, suppose if I use my gift of gab to boast and brag in every rhyme I Compose, wont yall get sick of that, cause I know I do when I hear those Flows that aint hip-hop, you find that shit in the gift shop But to each his own, my speech is born Keep that shit up outta my zone Long as you happy, then Im happy Even if you just hate my fucking guts, go head and dap me Cause Im gon dap you anyway And then go home and pray for your ass later Cause we might need you in this war, Im wailing on you traitors Like that

Peep what I say Everyday the sun sets just like clockwork To put the Glock to work And putting the body to standstills Man it kills me Taking that life is like taking a shit Hit or miss, niggas are playing God Trying to rob and steal Thats why ya gotta guard ya grill Like a barbecue cause them harming you Are just like honeybees swarming you Vocally arming you was my responsibility Its killing me thinking that all these niggas see they flauging Thinking they Steven Seagal and balling Falling to the wayside when ya try to call, Ive fallen When we was little nappy headed niggas in the projects But now they carjacks, wait on income tax and unsafe sex Still yet they tend to flex, like solo for tha lo-lo Smoke same thing, no-no, not this time Niggas around my way can rhyme So fuck that country shit, we done a bunch of shit And yes ya heard of this out of this world like E.T Coming across ya T.V Extraterrestrial - straight from ATL Out of this world Are you alien? Out of this world Are you alien? Out of this world Are you alien? Out of this world Right now Im smiling, taking advantage of this moment Cause there might not be another soon Holding on to memories like roller coaster handle bars Tightly cause Im slightly off my rocker But to you I may appear to be your average Joe But little do you know that even Joe got problems that he gots to joust with Floating in this game of life despite how out of place you may feel In this race oh you just cant quit Aint that a bitch that be in heat Im on the beat like cops Only cultivate the stable dirt when I skeet my drops No concentrating knocking other niggas out the box Why? Cause in a sense see we all be kind of fly Just cant be scared to spread your wings, head to better things Maybe the mockingbird and nightingale they want to sing Keeping this thing alive, to the tables what we bring We like hailstorms and blizzards in the middle of the spring Extraterrestrial, out of this world Out of this world Are you alien? Out of this world Are you alien? Out of this world Are you alien? Out of this world

Time and time again see I be thinking about that future Back in the days when we was slaves I bet we was some cool ass niggas But now we vultures, slam my nigga back out To make his ass black out, or even pull your fucking heater To make his whole crew believers, youre harder than a bitch full of dicks But that dont be sounding like King Shit to me See now in the ghetto or should I be saying Lakewood You better be strapped cause them niggas over there just aint good Just being a hustler, serving the loyal customers Rent was due on the first of the month so Im hustling I buy you 50 box of Phillies at the Citgo And niggas be wanting drinks and shit from the fucking sto, yo But thats aight though, cause I be getting paid And every trip I take, theres a dollar to be made Im digging through my pockets for my earnings got you five Deep, there it is, now its time to smoke that dime If you smoke a dime, then Ill smoke a dime If you smoke a dime, then Ill smoke a dime Time is slipping, slowly but surely Niggas I used to hang with wants to act like they dont know me Come and listen to my story, I gots a lot of shit up on my mind I wipe the boo-boo from my brain then I finish up my rhyme Take a number, I caught you in a slumber I hit you for a lick, Im in the slammer for the summer But now it is the fall, Im having a ball, making my nickel sacks crawl To my niggas got to serving when they beep and when they call I got the Peter, Paul and plus that Mary Jane Im rolling reefer out of a Regal, how could I refrain From being rough, from being tough, from being dangerous Im hanging with the P.A., nigga, aint no changing us See you can try, if you try, if you dont, you dont If you wanna battle, its either that you will or you wont See that rap shit is really just like selling smoke If you got some fire shit, yo niggas gonna always toke Dope, is not what I be slanging on this track Niggas dont comprehend that it be deeper than Cadillacs You know that, right, you bite, you fucked up You wont be getting away this time, Im real as hell, so whats up I rip shit wit pimp shit, Im slanging it from the South Talk bad about the A-town, Ill bust you in your fucking mouth If you smoke a dime, then Ill smoke a dime If you smoke a dime, then Ill smoke a dime

Hello lord, its me again I just wanna make love to the whole globe And all her girlfriends Now dont that make ya mind move Like smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit a bomb Nam-viet, Viet or Saudi Shawty I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gon win Now wont that make us all fools, like class clowns Praying Private Ryan comes round Sound travels at one-thousand-one-thirty feet per second Niggas in the street they want it, hurry When niggas stop biting thats when 3000 starts to worry A little knowledge from the college of wizard Ray Murray Answer quick: do you know what desire is? Apparently not, thats why you get what you got Now answer this: do you know what fire is? The body of hot, the motivator of pots Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of release Ask your niece or nephew, you think we left you What the future holds in its sweaty palms Think Im finna vom? You move it like you mean it, shell come Prom night might excite a down right fight like White blood cells to the common cold rebel Night gets jealous of day, play is no longer The feelin gets stronger than ammonia sticks inhale We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed And we some home-made bombs Finna blow right up in your face Look at the way you look at me, I see it on your face All your hate emanates, but you still hesitate Cause you want inside of my head, but dont know how To brainwash me to be a commercial clown Fuck that, I see the way you were See the way you smirk Im catching you where you work God only knows all the trouble that grows Deep beneath my soul dealing with you assholes Can I blast those who point the finger at me Who criticize and talk shit so freely Fuck XXL—youre a size too small I should hire Eminem so we can kill you all Whether you live to talk shit about the Real Then kiss my ass in person how much you love the Hill Im the outcast coming to blaze the grass Outlaw due to my life thats come to pass Dré, pass me the glass of wine So I can pour it over my homies grave and mine For all those who fallen and answered when God was calling Jump into my ragtop and get all in Im the bomb, planted in your car—why you frozen? Pop the tape in ignite the explosion The world is mine, the world is yours, the world is ours The world is lost, the world is tossed We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed And we some home-made bombs Finna blow right up in your face With a one-two punch, B-Real and André drop they verses Your homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin clean-up, so it worsens People and persons on the opposite teams, oh, yes, its curtains No bullets burpin, oh, just lyrically twerking, oh Making a statement when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state Its kinda hard to execute when you aint feeling it that day Jumpin the gun and rushing your flow Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer Got the publics ears fucked up, cant hear Atlanta, Georgia where yall at? OutKast this Dirty South to death the Dungeon Family Camp Got this thang licked like stamps and nine-volt battery end caps Making that music that make your neck hurt And the beats that bother your back in my Cadillac Six woofers and four amps Lo pro vogues on swole, with the carriage lamps Diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap Come in peace, but then explode like boobie traps We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade We just cant be amazed And we some home-made bombs Finna blow right up in your face Do-do-do, do, do-do-do Do-do-do, do, do-do-do Do-do-do, do, do-do-do Do-do-do, do, do-do-do

Uhh... Uhh, yeah Wont stop niggas Somehow the rap game remind me of the crack game Jigga! Feel me! Pa-pause, told ya motherfuckers, told ya See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke Uhh, Roc-A-Fella Geyeah We treat this rap shit just like, handlin weight What they want we give it to em, what they abandon we take Hit a rapper with consignment, let him know its at stake Put his ass in the studio, let him cook up a cake When its hot, get on my money spot in every state Like the wiz in Camelot, the mom-and-pops is the gate But first we scope shit, advertise in every area Let the fiends know hey, we got some dope shit Gon need a middle man, so we look to radio Let em test the product, give em a promo show Just a breeze, not enough to catch a real vibe Then we drop a maxi single and charge em two for five Aint tryin to, kill em at first just, buildin clientele So when the album drops the first weeks its on sale But when demand grows its time to expand yo You dont want no garbage papi, its ten grand per blow, fo sho Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke Ge-ge-geyeah I got that uncut raw to make a fiends body jerk Got your whole block now, pumpin my work My CDs is like keys for you Willies who Like to floss my cassette tapes in sixty-twos And my singles like gems, you know the treys Get you high for a while, but the, high dont stay You need another fix, you better cop these last two bricks Cause when this shit flip, Ima get on some other shit Never pitchin for a label, Jiggas the hook-up You know my shit is fishscale, yall niggas is cook up Just blow up, scream my name from Brooklyn to Da-kota They know my shit stretch without the bakin soda Went from an eighth, to a quarter, to a half a key Prioritys work wasnt right so I switched factories Now Im the new nigga, who figured Id get the game locked Now watch how the prices of your cocaine drop, papa Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke

Age aint nothin but a number, nothin but a number Age aint nothin but a number, nothin but a number Age aint nothin but a number, nothin but a number Age aint nothin but a number, number, number, number–ber Pretty pink, baby blue Why dont you teach me something new? Were all just babies in my view So crawl, baby, crawl, baby Pretty pink, baby blue Why dont you teach me something new? Were all just babies in my view So crawl, baby, crawl, baby Miss Lady, you could have been born a little later—but I dont care So what if your head sports a couple of grey hairs? Same here, and, actually, I think thats funky Miss Lady—it looks to me like you need a little juice in your life Call me when that big ol house gets lonely-fied And Ill teleport from here to there You show me how its supposed to be done Ill make sure you have young fun Pretty pink, baby blue Why dont you teach me something new? Were all just babies in my view So crawl, baby, crawl, baby Pretty pink, baby blue Why dont you teach me something new? Were all just babies in my view So crawl, baby, crawl, baby Youre sophisticated Just me and Miss Lady Youve got me talkin like a baby Shes sophisticated Just me and Miss Lady You got me talkin like a baby, like ga-ga and goo-goo Oh, mo-mmauhhhhhhh, yeah Youre sophisticated Just me and Miss Lady You got me talkin like a baby Teach me somethin new Youre sophisticated Just me and Miss Lady You got me talkin like a baby Sophisticated Just me and Miss Lady

This is dedicated to the lover In you, in you, in you I cant wait, I cant wait I cant wait, no I cant wait Leather in the summer, silk in the winter This is such an art, where do I begin-a? Used to sing tenor, in the church choir Really I was flexin, but the girls they were fire Im the type of guy that notice subtle signs When I cuddle mine, she aint even tryin To look sexy, but even if she was, so what? Motherfucker grow up, dont mean to be so abrupt But that lets me know that shes a human being And being humans hard—on the boulevard Girl, you got it bad, glad Im not one But yet you got it good, you are the hot one But Im André, Benjamin André to be exact Youd hope to meet a gentleman one day, well this is that In fact, Dookie introduced us at a show About a year or so ago, I dont know, mind slips me Im in the Southern states, you know, where all the pimps be Dressin all boogey and carryin ugly cups And yes, youre getting booed if your shit do not get down And yes, youre getting sued by women who didnt get up Out their seat on the bus, and feet shouldnt rust And beat is a must, and we shouldnt lust But we do, Im laughin at the calendars and clocks Ascot to match the socks, whats in your Speakerboxxx? Pink and Blue, youre lollygaggin, youre slow pokin You got me open, youre playin wit me, darlin Im not a toy As if Anita Baker brings the joy Your kind are the Tyner, meanin the real McCoy I cant wait... I cant wait, I cant wait I cant wait, no I cant wait Ooh baby, come home, got plans tonight Anticipatin, the love and Im gon get it til the mornin light Come on, baby I cant wait I cant wait I cant wait I cant wait I cant wait I cant wait I cant wait I cant wait For your time, youre so fine Youre always on my mind Cause baby I cant wait, I cant wait I cant wait, no I cant wait Im so glad I found you I just wanna be around you I cant wait, I cant wait I cant wait, no I cant wait Ooh, its been too long now baby, lets seize the night Cause Im gonna take you on a journey, enjoy the ride Enjoy the ride, up and down Up and down Round and round Round and round For your time, youre so fine Youre always on my mind Cause baby I cant wait, I cant wait I cant wait, no I cant wait Im so glad I found you I just wanna be around you I cant wait, I cant wait I cant wait, no I cant wait This is dedicated to the lover In you, in you, in you This is dedicated to the lover In you, in you, in you Sir Luscious is the real deal but even he gets antsy Some honeys try to kill Bill beneath the underpants see But patience is a virtue to being anxious, just might hurt you Like Mike Vick returning to the line of scrimmage too soon A line of niggas tryin to get in Vision on a full moon Should I play it cool or be the one to make the first move? Anticipatin and contemplatin, she got you sprung, dude Shit, Im finna get her, might even hit her, what you gon do? I tell you what, we wont be fallin for that one-two Just kinky sex up off in the Boom Boom if she want to And if she dont, then Ill dial another date That means find another face to replace cause I cant wait This is dedicated to the lover In you, in you, in you I cant wait, I cant wait I cant wait, no I cant wait This is dedicated to the lover In you, in you, in you I cant wait, I cant wait I cant wait, no I cant wait

Let me get a chop at this lumber Niggas from down Underground they hangin around the A-Town Lookin for a come up, workin from 9 to 5 Just to get some change so T-Mo can stay alive Not greedy or livin lavish yet, but you can bet That when I do, nobody from my crew will I forget And if I start to get large and come up on some change I wont change, everybody know they down Its not the same, everyday life can be different These laws got me ready to brawl cause I fall a victim So I still be slangin them fat pillows to make em meet Each and every day as I comb my city streets Sometimes I wish I never had been a part of this mess Cause the system got us fucked up It put us to the test, women and men, if you black, you in Food for the soul, listen to what I tell you It dont matter young or old, its time we loc up And do like we suppose We killin each other over this bullshit and some clothes We trapped off in this worlds society with no place else to go So how you feel? Frustrated, irritated Sometimes I dont know myself, I be too numb To feel something sometimes, so I dig deep Get in the Cherokee Let my mind fly free into the wilderness So I can get this shit off my mind Thats why I be smokin that dank sometimes It keep me from snappin, keeps me calm Keeps my mind open, keeps me fond Of what I gots to do off in the studio To get my old bird back on her feet And my little bro in Statesboro And my little cuz Mark Twain, all my folks that hang with me When I was out in the trap or when I was goin Through one of our episodes, only God knows What I go through, so I get down on my knees Sometimes I come home too high to pray But I get on my bed, lay on my back And meditate, anyway, in the ceiling The four walls, its like cell therapy Got nothing to do but write about my L-I-F-E Put it down on paper... Man, so what you feelin like? I live for today, motherfuck another hour, it might be sour Never know my day so Im prayin in the shower Look up and thank the Lord for forgiveness, a witness to bad Im lookin for good in the Southwest, God bless my neighborhood Theres people killin in the street to eat Survivin’ the day is the only goal that I set Just to make it home, Im not alone Someones out to get me when I havent done shit wrong My head felt swoll, messed up, couldnt see past my mouth “What route did you take, man?” Got me by the loops of my pants Got me on the curb lettin the traffic pass me by No questions, I said nothing Lookin for the mutant to be buckin the law, naw man, Gipp Showed him my shit, closed my mouth then I dip See to me a G is a person who understands the plan Cant make no moves when you in the hands of the man They got some new suites down Peachtree Left wing for the Feds, right wing for the hardheads Makin more deals than Buddy Fowlkes made with Hartsfield Somebody dont want my face in this place for ‘96, shits slick Car be clean lookin fresh, dog be scratchin at my chest Under the order of who? Guess who, aint none iller Than Miller, wanna 1-2 your ass No more life what you gave is the past, cause aint no future Wanna “Miller camp” your case, disgrace your face Make it seem to be safe, aint no place to run Sometimes I dont even know how Im gon eat Bout twenty dollars away from being on the street Shit, you might see a nigga on TV But hell, its almost like Im rappin for free That little money be gone God dammit, Im grown Gotta help keep the heat and lights on It would be nice to have more but I kinda like bein poor At least I know what my friends here for I wanna lie to you sometimes, but I cant I wanna tell you that its all good, but it aint Its niggas hurtin and uncertain about If they gon make it or not, thats why we got niggas killing Feelin like they comin up off a little dope they sold You can get some gold but we wont make it as a whole Cause without you, thered be no me And without no unity there will never be any happiness You could smoke a pound of sess And it still wont relieve your stress God bless... my thought process The thought process... Now- Now as an Outkast, I was born, wasnt warned of the harm That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life Done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it aint nothin Like elevators but I aint the one thats pushin the buttons I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasnt one They said it skipped from 12 to 14 Still smoking, still drinking No, Im sittin on the Lincoln 4 AM thinking That in reality the world is like a ball full of players We trapped off in this maze with walls made of layers And only prayer is the tightest game that you can have The devils takin a swing, that might explain the broken glass But my crystal ball see the pistol fall to the wayside Nobody would die in cops and robbers when we used to play, right? Huh, the only thing we feared was Williams, Wayne Never thought about hittin licks or slangin caine Did not think Id be the one to give in to abortion Label me murderer because my ass is scorchin Hot from the Glock that sits under my seat Yeah, its real fucked up that my folks come to get me And its like dat...yeah, uh-huh, yeah, and its like dem!

Yeah-yeah I am the wrong nigga to cross and the first nigga to jam With the AK-cuatro siete over microphone in hand Goddamn, Generation uno, Dungeon Fam The lab is filled with potions of emotions out the ass I laugh when you think that you have seen the last But its only the beginnin, my nigga, dont be so fast Mash gas or slow it down to a screechin halt Impeach the President cause he dont think before he talk Iraq, goddamn, now he gunnin for Iran North Korea got that shit that make LA look like Japan Our land, nah man, more like the Caribbean Billy Ocean, bodies floatin, take a voyage to Atlantis Ill always come back to you They sellin glass, lean blastin, machinery swing past Next stop, Bowling Green, bling flashin Glow my ass off, po-po, they try to harass My dough, ching cash, and I sit in my castle, bent You know the W that come from Dirty Bast Bird baths, love to stunt, we got burners with gas Fly past, buy NASA, caught up with the cash Why blast when you know we in your crib? Bypass I mastered , the treasurer of gettin ass Whip Aston, red pipe and leather, slick nasty Sassy , but at the same time raspy Plug me a thug, your mother eatin plaster Ill always come back to you Styles will change, they say change is dang– Erous as a King standing on the terrace While his partner pointing up at the riflemen Coward shooter, never know when your life will end Then live like there aint no morrow And if one come, then this the motto Now I put message in bottle You go to the nearest beach and open your car door And walk to the place where the sea meets the land Yeah, its easier to run the street than walk in the sand Hey, Im talkin, young man, as if chalk in my hand I will take yall little ass to school Its cool when the kids call me Sunny, the hood calls me Stacks The Bs call me honey, Hollywood calls me back Crack and I have a lot in common We both come up in the 80s and we keep that bass pumpin Thats a negative comparison, embarrassin Unfortunate that if you come up fortunate The streets consider you lame Ha, I thought the name of the game was to have a better life I guess it aint, what a shame I dont slang, never slung, but Im one with the slum That has a name well fitting, plenty cheese getting No wonder why they call it the trap, so watch your tail And Im not kidding, the rats and mice would give advice They say, You can paint and draw, get out of here Go show em that were more than slangin raw Thats when I broke into my Big Rube impression And I tried to enlighten, but that night I learned a lesson That the morals that you think you got go out the window When all the other kids are fresh and they got new Nintendo Wiis And your child is down on her knees Praying hard up to God for a Whopper with cheese Do you B, hit the street hard with a flair? Or do you A, go to school for heatin and air? Dare make an honest livin or make a crooked killin Or do a bit of both until youre holdin on a million? Brilliant, you got one foot in, one foot out You put your left foot back in and then you shake it all about You do the hokey pokey til you turn your life around Thats what its all about, 3000 out Ill always come back to you

Me and my mother, driving to the grocery store Me riding shotgun with my window rolled down She smoked cigarettes and gets what she gets by Hustling harder, rollers and a nightgown Me and my father, driving to the football game Me riding shotgun, my window rolled down He sipped Cognac and kept us all laughing I was much happier when he was around When he was around When he was around Around Around Around Around Me and my mother Me and my father Me and my— Me and my— Me and— Me and— Me

Focus baby dont look at me See right through me Understand my heartbeat Murmurs to mock your rhythm Yeah, my nuts, the other girls want em But they cant have At least for the moment Im with you there could be people around Im just focused on you You can sip chardonnay And Imma have myself a brew Im a country ass nigga baby You know how I roll Your face, never seen something more perfect You dance in my mind like Justice I know you listening back like Damn, bro! Laid back so gentle like the violins Lay on the beat And we dont have to be discreet Can I have a taste? Absolutely! Youre my sweet tangerine Lets make a smoothie But baby All jokes aside My heart beats faster when you open your thighs Im just ready to slide, ride, and glide Whenever, baby Whenever, baby Whenever, baby However Whenever, however, you want me, girl You got me Whenever, however, you want me, boo Its me and you, babe Me and you Whenever, however, you want me, girl You got me Whenever, however, you want me, boo Its me and you, babe Me and you Whenever, however, you want me, girl You got me Whenever, however, you want me, boo Its me and you, babe Me and you Whenever, however, you want me, girl You got me Whenever, however, you want me, boo Its me and you, babe Me and you

Sophistafunk, aristocats Distinguished dogs, clean up your acts Pull up your pants, ladies and gents Please, act like you got some sense You know what I really wanna know? Where do all the good girls go? What clubs they hang at? Behold A lady I see you standing on the wall Clap, clap, you deserve it all Behold A lady I see you standing on the wall Clap, clap, you deserve it all Today, I might snow, tomorrow, Ill rain 3000s always changing but you stay the same And I need that Hey, I need that When I feel washed up and inadequate And throw all my songs away, no matter how mad I get You make me smile, you make me smile You make me smile, you make me Youre the anchor that holds me down When my ship is sinking, you wont let me drown And Im grateful Behold A lady I see you standing on the wall Clap, clap, you deserve it all Behold A lady I see you standing on the wall Clap, clap, you deserve it all Yo mamas old fashioned, yo daddy dont play Youll always be this lovely cause they raised you that way Hallelujah! Thank ya, Jesus! Thank ya, Lord! Thank ya, Jesus! Thank ya, Lord! Thank ya, Jesus! Thank ya, Lord! Youre not extra extra, youre so plain Jane The ying to my yang, darlin, youve got that thang And you know it, but yet you dont But yet you dont and thats whats so cool You dont say too much, but when you do, its profound In the street, you hold your head high At home, you get low down for me Oh, youre the anchor that holds me down When my ship is sinking, you wont let me drown, ah-ah-ah-ah Sad, but one day our kids will have to visit museums To see what a lady looks like Behold A lady I see you standing on the wall Clap, clap, you deserve it all Behold A lady I see you standing on the wall Clap, clap, you deserve it all Behold A lady I see you standing on the wall Clap, clap, you deserve it all Behold A lady I see you standing on the wall

Ill be coming around the ghetto when I come kicking one for the treble Yall cant stoop to my level, Im like the devil or whatever Im picking em up and throwing em down like dishes Call me Kenny Anderson cause I slam the sons of bitches I aint bragging, folks dragging me up and down the road Theyll be fucked up when I gets into my calling mode Then cut the clown up on they ass like Bozo Oh no, then dance on top of they asses like Jo Jo Dancer Come Comet, come Dasher, come Prancer Come niggas with machine guns, I think that is the answer But the question Should we take that bullshit from them people? Im making 300 on my SAT yet I am equal Aint no sequel, no saga, no way out, Im nervous Ive had it up to fohead of suckas tryin to serve us To graduate is really becomin a very stressful journey I feel like a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me Into a hate monger, and Im wishing and I wonder Damn, will I graduate before I hit the summer I think not, Officer Friendly tryin to dig up in me He said Im half assed and got no future And so he sent me up the creek and shit Stroking like hell without no paddle But niggas is gettin smart, we back on the saddle No longer, yall know yall had us down for some years Its the call of da wild nigga, uh, there it is I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me As I step up, the stage is empty No words cause I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get respect Dont call me T, its a T thang with a G swang Let my nuts hang down to the flo mane Smoking that dang dang, making mics swang In my 2-8-0 Z, nobody can see me, cruising down the block Just like I was a squirrel in a world full of nuts Damn, Id probably be mad even if I called Uncle Sam To bring dough to the Goodie Mo-B T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie Brandon B Dont flex, Im next, I break necks too Rolling with OutKast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94 Ha-ha-ha. Yeah, you know what Im sayin? I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me Yeah, Im steady bucking muthafuckas Not ducking em like duck goose, Im heavily strapped, yeah niggas Squeezing rhymes like that noose around your neck You cant hang with this, see aint no thangs to this I show no pity so take off because Im dangerous I breaks em off like I was Beat Street, see I be breaking Speaking of breaking, break on out or get your life taken, boy Fucking around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split Simply means Im bringing the funk with the hollow tips Playa shit is how Im kicking it Coming around the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass So fuck it or flip it, Ill still be a playa Puffy afro with nigga naps off in my hair Shit, thats simply how I run my shit and thats how it be That nigga B-I-G B-O-I, that be me, yeek See Im a playa, got my struggle on Thinking about the volume and thickness of my bankroll You see the cops is in my shit like colon cancer Even though I never smoke that shit like ...yeah I give a call of da wild to my niggas around the projects So dont flex or get served with a pop neck shit OG, original gangsta, not quite But maybe when Im locked up, lifting weights, getting swole right Lifes a bitch with a G-string, its either in your ass or it aint So you can see who can really hang But yall dont wanna do nothing, yall can go to hell Aint no playas in office cause Im locked off in a cell So can you feel me, nigga I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me Khujo, coming in dope, bring it I got more problems than the average Joe So bro dont come round me with your flim flam, hot damn Its a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird Ks madness into capping Throw in a few more logs, so my fire looking through the want ads And only red hot, desire in your pot is something wicked But you cant feel it, stick it up your monkey ass I could let shit ride in the past, now its time to blast that ass Shhh... Mr. Knighton take off your hat Cant even my wear my locs in Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral vision got it Made you go no holds barred Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here comes the Goodie Mo crew And they just might want to battle you Out with the quickness The price of living is beginning to be a risky business Uncaged, Parkay How do you like the taste of hot butter melting through your biscuits? This is your brain on drugs, this is your brain... Dope cut niggas I hang with before there were apartments In Chappell Forest, its gettin horrid The hunted child is on the prowl, yahhh!!!!! I let out a call to da wild I let out a call to da wild

Greetings, earthlings. Take me to your leader D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... Deeper than deep dish, hammers and vogues Deeper than sea fish in the O I got my gun on standby, like Coast Guards You boast hard, youll get your salty ass crumbled like erb, word You heard it here first with your master plan in reverse I aint the one with the curse, so disperse, yes, catching plagues Niggas catching AIDS, niggas getting sprayed, niggas on they way To a dead end, you wont catch me spreading no white thighs I only see afro bitches up in my eyes I dont eat no beef and surely not no pork I used to drink that 8, but now I shove it down your throat Quote, If they kill they own folks, what you think they gonna do to you? Im Outkasted and claiming true Aiming two at your muthafucking spine No, I make that three cause I dont wanna hear you whine Swine, got my folks blind, like Stevie Me be, wondering when Im gonna see the end Andre Ben slamming backs like King acts Over Organized tracks full of facts So you know that its D.E.E.P D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... Well, you want me to get D.E.E.P., well then, I will What? What will happen if you shoot that nigga and dont kill He will come back and return like Lalah Hathaway Aiming for your skull, yeah Im flexing on you that a way So if you pulling a tool, nigga you better use it Cause if youre threatening my life, better believe Ill be a fool with it I dont take no shit from nobody I gots the Goodie Mo crew right beside of me Damn, no pain, no gain, so Imma hurt you Breaking knees and elbows like I used to break my curfew My mama used to tell me if a nigga ever hit me Just to pick up the closest thing and knock the living shit out of he So if you run up, you get done up, Imma end it Throw the gun up out the window, see the corner that I bent it Its just so simple how we get so D.E.E.P Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like... D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... No, I aint never been pimped by the system Thats because I aint no slave Dont be trying to sunbathe, never lived off in no cave Bloody old chap and in this head of mine is full of naps And the only thing I know is how to fuck and how to rap Yall think Im stupid cause I shoots em up like cupid And if you gave me a basketball, Ill show you how to shoot it My heads polluted cause Im zooted, bobbin to the bottom If a pair of Jordans came out, yall figure that I got em But no I dont because I dont be having funds The gold that I am wearing is really made out of bronze It weighs a ton and making my neck turn green And I got a criminal record that will never come clean Oh, and it seems that I make babies like a rabbit And then never taking care of them has just become a habit I grab my tablet and get busy with the pen Yall could not be just like me if yall was my twin So you get mad and try to make me inferior You pissing me off, Im in that ass like interior Oh, step in my Cadillac, lets ride through the hood Eh, why dont you roll that window down so you can see it real good And take a look at all the pimps and all the pushers and the players Thats living on a whim, thin ice and a prayer Oh and mayor, can I gets a little backup Please dont let them Dixie muthafuckas put that flag up But let me shut up cause they say we equal Whenever the fuck our record comes out in 1994 Yeah, yes sir, its like that Gonna take yall deep, so go back D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... Im getting deeper than that prostitutes vagina And pimping way mo hoes than theres peoples out in China I roll that black Lac with the crust velvet interior Niggas try to bite that shit, but their shit is inferior We rolling thick like the Pillsbury Doughboy And I dont give a damn, muthafucka cause you know why The Caucus Mountains and the mutant gene You try to wipe a nigga like me slam up off the scene You hairy bastard, work a little bit faster Because of the shit that I done been through, I shall never call you master You D-E-V-I-L, the cave is where you dwell So stay up out the rain, its beginning to smell like dog, yeah I wonder how you would be acting if youse in my shoes Youd probably shit your tight ass draws cause I got a short ass fuse So what do you really wanna do when I get militant Thought I was a pimp, flip the script if you can get with this They call me Big Boi, I be capping with a big gun Run up on it if you want it, then you bite the big one, yeah Uh huh, like that, can you deal with it, D-E-V-I-L D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like... D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep Deeper than the page of a book let me look You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like...

Hey, oh Ba-do-ba, ba-do-ba Hey, oh Ba-do-ba, ba-do-ba Baby, take off your cool I wanna see you, I wanna see you Baby, dont be so cool I wanna see you, I wanna see you Baby, take off your cool I want to get to know you

What does love look like? Love looks like you What does love love feel like? Love feels like this What does love smell like? Love smells like us You make me understand What it means to be in l-o-v-e once again Why, must we fly so low? Are we fraid of heights, do kites get lost in the tow Stank love Stank love Stank love Stank love Let me show your mind a new freaky side of love Open up you flower please let me taste your love Honeysuckle sweet, cant stop till I get every drip drop on my tongue Hitting every spot of you, what you gonna do Your body is the rhythm of the boom in the room Up and down it seems to go Oh my god I think Im bout to explode Stank love Stank love Stank love Stank love My fingertips scan flesh so supple No longer a couple like two in one skin Where do you end and where do I begin Both brains become one mind sensually Every nerve becoming its own individual entity With its own lusts, its own needs to serve Longing for the love of all the other nerves As they writhe and twist in satisfaction In the burning chill of pleasure we both bathe Engulfing, encompassing like a cataclysmic shockwave Of an impact so deep, but not one of destruction But of creation, elation in the re-making No faking in the relation, no taking in the relation Just giving of the persona, making love after making love Til aint nothing but Stankonia Stank love Stank love Stank love Stank love ...Hahaha, yeah, lets screw Lets screw Screw Lets screw, lets screw Lets screw, lets screw For all the Texas boys, and girls Stank love Stank love Oooooh Stank love

You ain’t got enough stamps in your passport To fuck with Young H.O Don Dada International Papa Doc What up, Jay? Show young boys how to do this thing You know me, Ice Cube Im like a Glock, nigga, I always got a hot sixteen, knamean? I was a young lad of seventeen My life had yet to show its ugly face Only a pretty façade, hey God, its me Remember three, thousand The one who used to pray to be a rapper My childs in the third grade His favorite rapper wasnt rapping til he heard me I wasnt rapping till I heard something called Eric B And Rakims Paid in Full Rap is really getting paid in full So full that the kids dont go to school In hopes of becoming one of us The only requirement is you bust Now college is looking slim, product is hooking them Before their brains fully develop, they get enveloped by the vision teller The television tells them their vision Now its hard for them to make decisions without feeling Uncool, unschooled, thumb rule Rule of thumb, you cant be dumb I wish I wouldve studied abroad Well I studied a broad and she studied me back And my course was hard That was that, this is this, listen up Cause all Im saying is If thirtys the new twenty, thirtys the new twenty for them wheels as well They looking for that mic or some pills to sell While the girls are steady graduatin Niggas standin on the corner hatin, debatin Well, should I get the new Js or the Kobes? And they rollin so they wide awake for four days Huh, Im a G-entleman, lets get reacquainted I am Andre Benjamin I used to let my pants sag, not givin’ a fuck Baby boy, now I’m all grown up I used to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck Baby boy, now I’m all grown up I used to play the block like that I used to carry knots like that Now I got black cards, good credit and such Baby boy, cause I’m all grown up, ha Yall roll blunts, I smoke Cubans all day Yall young’uns chase, I’m Patronn it straight I like South Beach but I’m in St. Tropez Yall drink Dom, but not Rose’ Hey, ya chick shop at the mall My chick burning down Bergdorf’s Comin back with Birkin bags Your chick is like, What type of purse is that? I’m from the era where niggas don’t snitch You from the era where snitchin is the shit I’m afraid of the future Yall respect the one who got shot, I respect the shooter Yall go to parties to ice grill I go to parties to party with nice girls Young boys gotta chill, thirty’s the new twenty, nigga, I’m so hot still I used to let my pants sag, not givin’ a fuck Baby boy, now I’m all grown up I used to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck Baby boy, now I’m all grown up Yeah, we used to ball like that Now we own the ball team, holla back Now I got black cards, good credit and such Baby boy, cause I’m all grown up, ha Jay-Z, what can a young motherfucka tell me About the LAPD, about the air that we breathe Nothin, nada, zero, zilch I want tits for fun, you want tits for milk Im all leather and silk, your fuckin T-shirt look like a quilt Playground king, climb the monkey bars that I built Thirtys the new twenty, Phantoms the new Bentley Nigga, dont tempt me, Ill bury you up in Tempe And if I catch a ghost rider, tie him to a tree, gasoline like the lighter Burn, you motherfuckin biter Treat you like George Bush treat Al-Qaeda This is Guantanamo, think Im a hoe I made the honor roll, mixed with Geronimo Before this mic well pass, learn how to wipe your nose before you wipe your ass West Coast Yeah, puttin it down, nigga You know, ha Ice Cube, the pyroclastic flow Ha, it never slow down, nigga I used to let my pants sag, not givin’ a fuck Baby boy, now I’m all grown up I used to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck Baby boy, now I’m all grown up I used to play the block like that I used to carry knots like that Now I got black cards, good credit and such Baby boy, cause I’m all grown up, ha

Youre all Ive ever wanted, but Im terrified of you See, my castle may be haunted, but Im terrified of you Ive cast my spell on millions, but Im terrified of you Baby, I do this from the ceiling, but Im terrified of you I wait my whole life to bite the right one Then you come along and that freaks me out So Im frightened Ooh, Draculas wedd- Ive never ran from no one, but Im terrified of you See, my heartbeat is a slow one, but Im terrified of you Ive been around for ages, but Im terrified of you Done my thang across the stage, but yet, I’m terrified of you I wait my whole life to bite the right one Then you come along and that freaks me out So Im frightened Ooh, Draculas wedding Ah, you know Im terrified Oh, you know Im terrified You know Im terrified Shh-shh! Here she comes Three-thousand, three-thousand Three-thousand, three-thousand Give me the chance to dance romance Dont run, Im not the sun So much at stake, oh, bad choice of words But Im not the gun With silver bullets And I can count Plus, I make great peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, Van Helsing For richer or poorer Through sickness and in health Til death do us part Til death do us part You only live once Well, not in our case Cause we live forever

Whether you like it or not, hes back D-A-double-D-Y Fatt Saxx (Ridin in the Cadillac Beatin like some beat it up The game done changed OutKast came to heat it up) Sharp as a tack like I just left church Bark then attack when the shit wont work (Ridin in the Cadillac Beatin like some beat it up The game done changed OutKast came to heat it up) And everybody wanna know whats really goin on Is you and 3000 still makin songs? So on and so on I can go o-on and o-on And on, and on, and on Hell yes! Music makes the world go round Where it goes Ya just dont know My heart is like a marching band Im a fan in the stands Yes I am and Im hollerin Hey, baby Sayin Hey, baby So baby, please believe me Dont you go Baby, no, no, no My heart is like a marching band Im a fan in the stands Yes I am and Im hollerin Hey, baby Sayin Hey, baby Two dope boyz in the Cadillac, still Kast wear the crown on ya Cadillac Seville Ill make your wheels of steel stand Like your DJ got killed The fire marsh- Fire marshall OutKast royalty by design of logo Wanna count it out loud? 93, 94, 95, 96 Plus a dime, still that fire Hot like the perm on the back of your neck Left it in too long, now ya got Cabbage Patch silky (Ridin in the Cadillac Beatin like some beat it up The game done changed OutKast came to heat it up) Bendin corners like a crowbar, oh so unique Got the pedal to the floor, but the 4-door just creeps (Ridin in the Cadillac Beatin like some beat it up The game done changed OutKast came to heat it up) Exotic, melodic melodies, yep, we got it Funkin for the funk of it and everybody want it You make a nigga put a dog on it You make a nigga put a dog on it Music makes the world go round Where it goes Ya just dont know My heart is like a marching band Im a fan in the stands Yes I am and Im hollerin Hey, baby Sayin Hey, baby So baby, please believe me Dont you go Baby, no, no, no My heart is like a marching band Im a fan in the stands Yes I am and Im hollerin Hey, baby Sayin Hey, baby Im tippin my hat off to ya baby Cause youre so fine, blow my mind I put in the time Everybody knows you cant let a pretty one pass you by Without sayin Hi Im so gone over you And yes, its true Baby, do what you do My nose is open so wide Lookin at you such a pretty sight My heart is on my sleeve And this is how it sounds to me Music makes the world go round Where it goes Ya just dont know My heart is like a marching band Im a fan in the stands Yes I am and Im hollerin Hey, baby Sayin Hey, baby So baby, please believe me Dont you go Baby, no, no, no My heart is like a marching band Im a fan in the stands Yes I am and Im hollerin Hey, baby Sayin Hey, baby Baby, you and me We make a musical masterpiece I travel the land Me and the band We bringin the church back to their feet So wait, baby Dont leave me, baby Say wait, baby Dont leave me, baby Baby, you and me We make a musical masterpiece I travel the land Me and the band We bringin the church back to their feet So wait, baby Dont leave me, baby Say wait, baby Dont leave me, baby

B.o.B. play the guitar play the guitar B.o.B. play the guitar play the guitar Well its B.o.B, flyer than a stewardess Fresh to death like Im dressed for a eulogy My outfits retarded, my flow is the stupidest, dumb Ill probably need to after school tutor it Balling on beats, got hops like breweries Sideline haters need to chill where the cooler is Dr. J flow, you can call me Julius Yall take shots; I direct: movie shit Grand Hustle champion, all I do is ball em up Niggas starting conversations just so they can talk us up If you aint running shit you cant even walk with us Still Im chill; blunt wider than a coffee cup You know its B.o, I do this for the people Stacking c-notes, pockets on Cee-Lo Uhm, Im killing em Mama - Im talking hockey mask I do it to death, swag on body bag This beat is out of here, its gone Farewell, so long, so long Im sayonara, the way Im gone So far away there aint no signal on my phone Cuz Im a star, so when I hit the bar its like Cheers Everybody knows who you are Who wouldve thought I wouldve took it this far? Play the guitar Play the guitar, play the guitar, play the guitar play the guitar Play the guitar play the guitar Play the guitar Man, I keep having this re-occurring image where Im Standing on top of Churchs Chicken playing guitar Looked over and I see B.o.B. with this strange cigar Hes standing on top of Dunkin Donuts; its like he own it We at the corner of Give It To Em and They Dont Want It We out here somewhere in mid-Europe, they out here joning My niggas threw out way too much jewelry, my chain lonely But they dont know about black pearls, but I will show them Why the world sleeping on black girls? Hey I dont know, man Silverback Stacks, jumping out the jungle Blowing tiger stripe bubbles with Go To Hell bubblegum When I was young, a space shuttle got hung in front of everyone And grandmum tells me to stay humble but do not un-der-stand One of these mumbles will make em throw up they arms and hands Now stumble and they will know I put on my pants One leg at a time, like they do, pay us no mind But everybody look at why we do it, it take us more time Excuse me if Im no exhibitionist According to the internet 3000 got a big old dic-tionary full of words He must know how to use em It also says I play the violin and that aint true but You give me six strings and a pick And I will make a guitar talk, why, I aint gotta say shit And I encourage any child to pick up some instrument Cuz if youre mad at your dad or mum, you can grab it and strum Eat your cabbage and corn, by the time youre done You will finally realize that they meant you no harm They was trying to save your crazy ass from whats to come 3000 muthafucka Mr. Tell-Me-Somethin My partners say I should practice more, I know They be saying I sound like Im out of tune I ask them: Do you cry in tune nigga? Do you laugh in tune?

Yeah What can make a nigga wanna take another nigga life? What can make a nigga wanna do another nigga wife? Like a butter knife What can make a nigga wanna get his body so high That cant go to sleep, dont wanna eat? Pray to God that he dont do crack What can make a nigga wanna cut a beauty queen raw Feeling every drip drop she can generate, imitate seesaws? What can make a nigga wanna fight a whole night club? Figure that he ought to maybe be a pimp Simply cause he dont like love What can make a nigga wanna achy, break all rules? In a book when it took a lot to get you hooked up to this volume? What can make a nigga wanna lose all faith in Anything that he cant feel through his chest wit sensation?

Somebody hit me the other day, for a rendezvous Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew Lets say her name was Suzy Skrew, ‘cause she screwed a lot Making a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate spots Not no parks, backseats or things of that nature Had to hate ya player, Im dicking the ho down never said I paid her Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Vader, made her From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shorty Safe as a snake on eggs in a Beamer 840 Its foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me My baby mama beeped seven oclock its gonna cost me But I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work I caught her in the mall, wearing a real tight skirt She was, fine as fuck, I wanted to sex the ho up She said, Lets hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck I said, Cool, I really wanted to cut you but thisll do I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mama beeped me too She said she understood then everything was kosher I gave her a Lil Will CD, and a fuckin poster, its like that now Its like that now You better go on and get the hump up out your back now Its about four, or five, cats off in my Lac now We just, shoot, game in the form of story raps now Its like that now, its like that now Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha, Thumper I remember her number like the summer When her and Suzy, yeah, they threw a slumber Party but you cannot call it that ‘cause it was slummer Well it was more like spend the night Three in the morning, yawning, dancing under street lights We chilling like a villain and a nigga feeling right In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite All of the bullshit, we on our back staring at the stars above Talking ‘bout what we gon be when we grow up I said, What you wanna be? she said, Alive It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes I coulda died, time went on, I got grown Rhyme got strong, mind got blown I came back home, to find lil Sasha was gone Her mama said she with a nigga that be treating her wrong I kept on singing my song, and hoping, at a show That I would one day see her standing in the front row But two weeks later, she got found in the back of a school With a needle in her arm, baby two months due Sasha Thumper Its like that now You better go on and get the hump up out your back now Yeah Its about four, or five, cats off in my Lac now Yeah We just, shoot, game in the form of story raps now Oh Its like that now, its like that now Here we go… Throwing things, yelling in a mad high pitch Here we go again with this psychopath bitch The neighbors will hear you, you misfit Cant disagree with the bitch without this shit The price we pay to fuck women The most pretty bitch got the psycho shit within them Stuck up, as soon as I pop up But see me with the next, she wanna tear the fucking club up Check her pants, a number confirming Learned more and more, theyre just shit to dump sperm in And you know, probably get cussed if I backslap Miss While she busy trying to justify who cheated first Rick what would I want With this small chain wearin muh-fucka trying to front? I oughta cut her off, let another soothe me But I dont know, ordinary bitch dont move me I mean, I tried to fall in love with a bitty But straight up, just be with the bitch out of pity So although I know, pretty bitch shady Here I go, trying to change a hoe into a lady Knahmean? Its like that now You better go on and get the hump up out your back now Yeah Its about four, or five, cats off in my Lac now Yeah We just, shoot, game in the form of story raps now Oh Its like that now, its like that now Its like that now You better go on and get the hump up out your back now Yeah Its about four, or five, cats off in my Lac now Yeah We just, shoot, game in the form of story raps now Oh Its like that now, its like that now Its like that now You better go on and get the hump up out your back now Yeah Its about four, or five, cats off in my Lac now Yeah We just, shoot, game in the form of story raps now Oh Its like that now, its like that now

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooo Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooooo Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooo Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooooo You aint a hater? Cant tell Either wish me well, go to hell or go to Yale Study human behavior so that you know who the hell You dealing with aint nutty but the study gon unveil My relative in jail, ha! Stay engaged To whatever make money, now he married to that cage Divorce is not an option and prenuptial is void Eat up whatever rapper but Im tangled in my cord Bored, kind of like a knight with the sword Without dragon to battle so Im running from a shadow An impossible feat and I repeat An impossible feat and I repeat An impossible feat and I repeat! The damsels in distress but they a mess They only like my armor, and that Im a performer They read one magazine and wanna think they gettin warmer They only getting colder hell, maybe I should throw A double diamond party in the North Pole Invite all the writers and journalists Even biters will tournament, to see who can be me Better than me, its a permanent, smile on my face Because you said you dont like my style But thats OK but just make sure you dont touch that dial And well be cool, touch it and yous a fool Look, Ill get you hooked, yall crooks might even move To Atlanta, Georgia, get a wife and daughter Start a new life, and all that wrong you do youll make it right But hell, all a dream, I wear the crown, Im king Respect is mandatory, end of the story, go fly a kite Category, aint got none, you know Im right Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooo Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooooo Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooo Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooooo Congratulations, Im a player I thought you were one too but now I hear you loud and clear Subliminal, criminal minded nigga, so be aware Black dog broke out the pits and told yo ass its bout to tear Intended for anyone filling out this application An estimate is needed for your underestimation Im firing on the spot, go back and check your calculations Like a sniper in the bushes with that rifle Ive been patiently waitin Now thats a virtue; cause pussy nigga, Ill hurt you Like the presidents approval rating by servin yo ass with words, fool Slam yo back to the curb, bruh, a sanitation worker Cause youre trash, Im taking out the trash and all trash Get mashed and compacted because its no longer valid Go head recycle, repackage then put it back in my cabinet Boy, thats germs, Im fresh up out the store every time That nigga the B-I-G go hard every rhyme Crowns all around, Im right after Martin Luther No JR period, senior, cause Bamboo is Antwan Junior Dungeon Family and biologicals intact Talk bad about the fam, catch diabolical attack No gats or no raps, you get slapped about that As a matter of fact, not fiction, Rumpelstiltskin, you wack Decipher words just like the Code of Da Vinci Dont go against me, Caine, I want you to go out there Kill them marks and come back, is you with me? Mighty ighty ighty ighty ighty ighty O The worse thing since crack cocaine distributed to the poor By the government, oh I meant, dont nobody know Conspiracy theory, you be the judge, nobodys slow Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooo Mighty-I-dee-I-dee-I Odee odee odee oooooo

Just keep your faith in me Dont act impatiently Youll get where you need to be In due time Even when things are slow Hold on and dont let go Ill give you what I owe In due time When that nigga be thinkin of cruisin, the Braves cap is to the side Thinkin the police gon pull me over with this herb off in my ride So I hide the brick of weed, under the arm rest, under the leather And thinkin of startin ways to make my life a little bit better Than the dope peddler Never to pay no fucking taxes Takin a chunk up out of my checks and makin my rhymes just look like practice Buying clothing, Range Roving with my folks Dont speak about the Dirty South, my crew aint bout no jokes I know some people dont like the way we flow because they envy They talkin about they fucked my hoes and that they could have been me You lookin to be the butterfly, without the caterpillar Take your time and do it right cause you gon make it, I swear my nigga Or collapse one, fallin a victim to your greed, boi Youre lookin to be Big Willie, but youre still a seed, boi The information in my skull be pokin some of yall on the shoulder But on the other side of the fence, they got yall niggas breakin boulders For quick money Strugglins just a part of my day Many obstacles have been placed in my way I know the only reason that I make it through Is because I never stop believing in you Some people wonder why we here in the first place They cant believe cause they aint never seen your face But even when you pray, the next day you gotta try Cant wait for nobody to come down out the sky Youve got to realize that the worlds a test You can only do your best and let Him do the rest Youve got your life, and got your health So quit procrastinating and push it yourself Youve got to realize that the worlds a test You can only do your best and let Him do the rest Youve got your life, and got your health So quit procrastinating... Just keep your faith in me Dont act impatiently Youll get where you need to be In due time Even when things are slow Hold on and dont let go Ill give you what I owe In due time Uh, who said good folks is not supposed to die? The same nigga that said niggas is not supposed to cry United States giving out milk and cheese to pacify Im sure they got a cure for AIDS but yet its classified You wonder why I spit the truth and not to make no dough To make a difference fore this motherfucker up and blow In pieces I could think of many reasons Only when shit is going bad, you want to holla Jesus Fuck a pledge allegiance, they got my knuckles bleedin From crawling Got these niggas thinkin they really ballin When they isnt Dont take my word, theres niggas off in prison That will tell you Thats locked up for long time and wont sell you no flex So congregation, will you turn your text To the book of OutKast, chapter two, verse one The first one that feel me, jump up and make a joyful noise Yous OutKast-ed, meaning, now you have a choice, like that Just keep your faith in me Dont act impatiently Youll get where you need to be In due time Even when things are slow Hold on and dont let go Ill give you what I owe In due time Just keep your faith in me Dont act impatiently Youll get where you need to be In due time Even when things are slow Hold on and dont let go Ill give you what I owe In due time

Remember back in the time When the only sign we had was pickets But now in 94, it be this way, somethin come wicked G-angs killin others for colors Thangs that we wear for fashion Other brothers take it for a reason to be blastin What the kcuf is goin on Not soft like buttercups but Had enough of singin that same song See, I stayed across the street from the projects Took out yo momma trash and groceries to her trunk To keep my pockets Fat, like cellulite only been to jail one week For some shull-bit and I pray to God I wont repeat I shoulda pulled it when I had the chance to No, I shouldnt a did that, cause if I did that Yall would not hear dat phat shit That keeps you on your tippy-tippy-toes Like that sellout, not callin no names But really, whos bad I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms You cant forget where you come from Take a good look in the mirror And tell me, do you like what you see Masters of deception, corruption and evil But youre always quick to point the finger at me Wont somebody tell me I just dont understand The ways of the world today Sometimes I feel like Theres nothing to live for So Im longing for the days of yesterday What gave you the right to misjudge me And write me off on the wall Acting as if you understand me In reality, you just dont know me at all Sometimes I cant help but wonder If this was how its meant to be But if you search deep enough in your soul Youll always find a slight reminder of me Wont somebody tell me I just dont understand The ways of the world today Sometimes I feel like Theres nothing to live for So Im longing for the days of yesterday A-yo, if we could all agree To lettin our souls become free Of that sweet bitterness Then whos chest would have the most seeds? I keep misfocusin my needs And this stress on my back With them gats they be blastin into my knapsack Aint no accidental deathtraps My mishap is the fact that Im destined to snap Its when I feel as though my bodys able to go My mind is ready to flow Did you know first you catch and then I throw Its my own sense of time If Im late, its cause Im endin my day Just when the sun shines And still gently advising the arisin of the moon As it roams around into my soundproof dimension I just dont understand The ways of the world today Sometimes I feel like Theres nothing to live for So Im longing for the days of yesterday I just dont understand The ways of the world today Sometimes I feel like Theres nothing to live for So Im longing for the days of yesterday Oooh oooh ooh Oooh oooh ooh Oooh oooh ooh Oooh oooh ooh

Well it is I, the pimp player nigga that you heard about Yeah, I got the money and a half a million dope houses I got the hookers on the go and playa rhymes that I fuck with And bury amps that pops my trunk swift Ive been a player since the age of two Thats when I learned to walk, grab my crotch, talk Do how them hustlers do See born and raised as a pimp, thats what I claim to be Always claiming true to what I do and then fuck what I see I pledge allegiance to the streets, thats where I growed up And make my money cause my daddy never showed up But fuck it, Im on my own, Im in my zone Aint nothing wrong, you dont belong, you left me standing alone Yeah, Im the nigga with the feather in my hat Finger waves and snake skins, shit, I got all that But you aint know Im the one dipping and dodging bullets The price you pay when you behind it steady trying to pull it So Dolemite, Dolemite not shit I studied The Mack and Rudy Ray Moore They were my idols when I was a kid From nappy head, greasy face, eating watermelon To drug dealer, armed robber, now convicted felon I wonder how you would be actin if you was in my shoes I put in work and did the dirt, thats how I paid my dues Uh, 1-2-3, thats how it be So all the real niggas step up like the playas thats in back of me I wonder how you would be actin if you was in my shoes I put in work and did the dirt, thats how I paid my dues Uh, 1-2-3, thats how it be So all the real niggas step up like the playas thats in back of me Our heavenly Father, why do you even bother watching over me? Growing up a little G, my mama thought Id grow to be A lawyer or a doctor but I felt like coming harder Packed a shank up in my socks when I started kindergarten This aint no secret garden, so you flower niggas flee If it is one of my own, Im letting the trigger be Cause I got love for any nigga who got love for me And then I get a slap or dap from niggas slinging quarter keys Just trying to make it, then of age, come through, take it I aint forgot about yall women who be working Nikkis butt naked At Magic City, shaking titties just to pay the rent Lord, trying to hustle must be something that was heaven sent But I aint got no sense, thats what I got them thinking I think about Barack, strap myself and keep on danking Cause I be taking the rough side of the mountain If you cross my path, Ill leave you draining like a fountain Yes its been like that since way back, in 1975 Been taught to hustle with muscle and even try to strive So little batty bwoy better say your prayers You better learn some street sense before somebody lay ya I wonder how you would be actin if you was in my shoes I put in work and did the dirt, thats how I paid my dues Uh, 1-2-3, thats how it be So all the real niggas step up like the playas thats in back of me I wonder how you would be actin if you was in my shoes I put in work and did the dirt, thats how I paid my dues Uh, 1-2-3, thats how it be So all the real niggas step up like the playas thats in back of me I wonder how you would be actin if you was in my shoes I put in work and did the dirt, thats how I payed my dues Uh, 1-2-3, thats how it be So all the real niggas step up like the playas thats in back of me I wonder how you would be actin if you was in my shoes I put in work and did the dirt, thats how I payed my dues Uh, 1-2-3, thats how it be So all the real niggas step up like the playas thats in back of me What yall fuck niggas know about that? OutKast, Goodie Mob, P.A So all the real niggas step up like the playas thats in back of me Yeah, its K-Axe, here to let yall know Aint shit changed, just a couple of more names Yeah, thats right Organized Noize, JOI, Big Gipp, Big Rube CeeLo, Goodie Mob, P.A., and the muthafuckin OutKast Thats right, nigga, we taking that bullshit no mo in 94 Shit I wonder how you would be actin if you was in my shoes So all the real niggas step up like the playas thats in back of me

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister He met marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge Struttin her stuff on the street She said hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go? Itchi gitchi ya ya da da Itchi gitchi ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata ya ya Creole lady marmalade Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up That boy drank all that magnolia wine On her black satin sheets where he started to freak Itchi gitchi ya ya da da Itchi gitchi ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata ya ya Creole lady marmalade Hello, chickens! Yes! It’s me Your own beloved Harold Zidler In the flesh! Welcome... To the Moulin Rouge! Because the can-can can Because the can-can can Ari-ari-ari-ah Ori-ori-ori-oh Because the can-can can Because the can-can can Because the can-can can can can can can can Everybody can can can! Everybody can can! Itchi gitchi ya ya da da Itchi gitchi ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata ya ya Creole lady marmalade Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Hey, hey, hey, hey Everybody can-can For the gallery It’s peanuts and lager But for the aristocracy It’s quail eggs and caviar Ladies and gentleman May I introduce The Duke du Monroth Aint nobody dope as me Im dressed so fresh so clean Dont you think Im so sexy Im dressed so fresh so clean The best things in life are free But you can keep them for the birds and bees I got money That’s what I want That’s what I want That’s what I want That’s what I want Your love is such a thrill But your love wont pay my bills Money dont get everything its true What it dont get, I cant use I got money I got money I got money Why must I live this way? But there is another Paris, yes? These are the rats of the latin quarter The starving artists and thieves of Montmartre Our own Beloved Bohemians! Watch out you might get what youre after Rouge, baby Strange but not a stranger Im an ordinary guy Burning down the house My house! out of the ordinary Thats right! Dont wanna hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house Heres your ticket pack your bag Time for jumpin overboard Transportation is here Close enough but not too far Maybe you know where you are Fightin fire with fire Let’s dance Let’s sway Let’s dance Let’s sway And now it’s time for the breakdown Watch out you might get what youre after Shakedown! Dreams walking in broad daylight Hold tight wait till the partys over Burning down the house Burning down the house Burning down the house Burning down the house This is where all your dreams come true You are the Moulin Rouge! Marmalade Lady marmalade Marmalade Hey, hey, hey Itchi gitchi ya ya da da Itchi gitchi ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata ya ya Creole lady marmalade Ah, Ah Creole lady marmalade Whooo!

Everybody needs a glass of water today To chase the hate away You know youve got company comin over So you scrub extra hard And everybody needs somebody to love Before its too late, its too late Oh, dont nobody wanna grow old alone Everybody needs someone to rub their shoulders And scratch their dandruff And everybody need to quit actin hard and shit Before you get your ass whooped And everybody needs somebody to love Before its too late, its too late Love hater, love hater Hater of love Love hater, love hater Hater of love Love hater, love hater Hater of love Love hater Everybody needs someone to love Everybody needs someone to love Everybody needs someone to love

Man, have you ever really wondered Like why are we here? What the meanin to all of this? Sometimes life can keep you down, with your face all in the dirt Now if you feel that left behind, need to get up and go to church Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh.. Big, slide into the mode, time to drop a load My life is going downhill like some cardboard in the snow My bank account is frozen, I Dont think that I can get out this hold Feel like the figure four leglock Like the jury went away and then they came back deadlocked I cant move, I cant eat, I cant even breathe Cant even buy a decent sack without the stems and the seeds No trees, no Ps to ease the stress of everyday living But homeless people gotta suck it up wherever they living The unforgiven or the unwilling, live a life of sinning And expect to be as pure as an infant in the beginning But—what about repentance? What about detention? What about you eating dinner in the devils kitchen? What about repentance? What about committing the same sin Over and over again and again and ah.. Why are we here? Huh? Huh? Huh? Please tell me - what are we here for? OW! Life, is nothing but a dream, so peaceful and serene Unless youre being evil then you on the devils team Wide receive what you want to believe But soon youll have to sew those bad seeds Please, any man can ask to get a pass Or a cleansing of sin to grant another chance Perhaps another glance of the light at the end of the tunnel Talk to the coach or break out the huddle Whatever should you fumble your rebuttal should be subtle Cause he who lives in the upper room is never gullible As you survey the syllables and sentences The question that Im merely trying to pose is as simple as me saying What about repentance? What about detention? What about you eating dinner in the devils kitchen? What about repentance? What about committing the same sin Over and over again and again and ah.. Sometimes life can keep you down, with your face all in the dirt Now if you feel that left behind, need to get up and go to church Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh.. Why are we here? Huh? Huh? Huh? Please tell me - what are we here for? OW!

Hold on, be strong Hold on, be strong Hold on, be strong Hold on, be strong Hold on...

Some say Atlanta Some say New York Some say Paris, France But who knows Where this flower grows?

some words from the intro are left out - this is as it appears on The CD single Never has ev-ery member in one crew been so diverse Tryin to outdo the last verse that I birthed, that is my curse Your knight in rhyming armor sentimentally slay all grand dragons Grab the sharpest No. 2 then Im stabbin Somebody let me a hold a No. 2 pencil cause they testin Somebody let me a hold a No. 2 pencil cause they testin I fly through the night, yeah Mixing Card with some Sprite, lyrics we put inside ya Listen to these A-T-L riders Keep your head straight, the streets full of snakes Slithering, making.. deals, delivering UHH uh uh, that weed got you shivering Paranoia, fifteen hundred go to the lawyer After paying his rent, dollars and cents Theyre stealing pit-BULLS, put up a fence We movin on, tell the crew its on Kay, here it go They call me Sugar Baby Shawty Lo Im one fourth of the migh-ty G-double-O, D-and-the-I-and-the-E, the M-and-the-O Yo, this aint no chain to your brain Pistol and they gon bang, plus drain ya Like some Folgers ? ya now Get in touch with your clothes Tellin ya home Anybody disrespect my zone We gon get it on til we get it gone And yall might get it right But you gettin in wrong Or you gonna get shot and blown Out here the volume workin ? Stankin cops get your skull split And gettin with it figuratively Its just that I showed them Now they tried roll out Hopin wed be on, back in the weight room son Think of a spot, wed keep all day Choppin for the live spots The thug take your head off your shoulders Like we take the lid off a jar! Yeah, look here, been here Dis heres, diss years Gipp one of the firest To lay it down round here Gold and the platinum all over the walls If you ever check the hook it have big balls Laid it down hard more than one {fuckin} time Go ahead and get it gone, now Im out my mind Went from hubcaps and 30s to the honey spokes People still talkin bout the last rhyme I wrote Eighty-seven was the year that I first stepped in Im hollerin at Big D, doin time in the pen, I say One of the dope boys done crept in Steppin all over your best friends No weapons just lyrical lessons And smoked out sessions The Young and the Restless Some of the best in the Dirty South And Midwestern, hemisphere They wanna be this here, the playa the B-O-I Gonna run these verses and make you see this here {Niggas} tried to jock it I put my plug off in they girls socket Know, the D to the F is gon forever rock it Lock it, down The T stands for T-Mo, whos known as a teacher SouthWest young brother, bringin the pain through your speaker! Its like a disease to fiend for the cheese you need Come up and ease the feelin, exhibit and chillin While dealin with the devil himself, increase my wealth be More than ten times the average minimum wage College brethren these days done changed the recipe Steady taxin creatively maximize with proper investments Cant be hesitant with them dead presidents Or you lose, or you could lose your ? but no tools For whateva time I got left, Imma holla and scream D-F For whateva time I got left, Imma holla and scream D-F I know a whole lot of brothers in the rap game But most of them are in it for the shiny thangs They wanna snatch all ten, maybe stack about fo They wanna live in the house but dont want no grass to grow See what you need to do is learn the tricks of the trade Go to work, put it down, and den get paid Its only two of us gon get caught for makin the sale Im one and if you the other bruh, I cant tell Cant nobody think they come in, and get in the zone Tryin to kill fo birds with about fifteen stones The C stands for Cool Breeze whos known as the champ Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp Ay, my ones and my twos got your whole town shook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook The C stands for Cool Breeze whos known as the champ Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp Ay, my ones and my twos got your whole town shook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook! The C stands for Cool Breeze whos known as the champ Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp Ay, my ones and my twos got your whole town shook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook The C stands for Cool Breeze whos known as the champ Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp Ay, my ones and my twos got your whole town shook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook!

Ahhh, such sweet sound The Fiddler on the Fuckin Roof Is that Mr. Bentley Fonzworth? Indeed, it is, sir Good day, good sir How do you do? Look fine Fantastically well, I am certainly not fine by far But you could say Im close to spectacular Close to spectacular? How so? Open your eyes, spectaculars right in front of you Whatever you say, youre spectacular No, Im fantastically well Come on, man, make up your mind A minute ago, you said you were fine No, I said Im close to spectacular But Im meetin fine in a minute Close to spectacular? You said you were fantastically well Exactly Exactly? Which one are you? Close to spectacular or fantastically well? I am certainly and without a doubt fantastically well And was close to spectacular But I must say, good sir, you just pissed spectacular off And dont even mention exactly But here comes fine right now Oh Lord, she is fine Gentlemen Behold A lady

Live, from the center of the Earth Seven light-years below sea level we go Welcome to Stankonia, the place from which all funky things come Would you like to come? Bounce, baby. Bounce. Bounce. Two times: bounce, bounce. Were bouncing. Bounce. Come on, bounce Bounce! Bounce, bounce. Bounce, bounce Come on, bounce. We bouncing now All that bouncing... Niggas aint even from the A-Town We got Bankhead right here, southwest Atlanta too strong

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 When theres nothing at all We get together Oh, we get together But sex is always better When theres feelings involved If what they say is Nothing is forever Then what makes, what makes, what makes What makes, what makes, what makes love the exception? So why you why you, why you why you why you Are we so in denial If you know were not happy here? Yebo! She lives in my lap But who lives in my heart? Who lives in? Whos in love? Who survives? Whos in love? We rose like a rose from the stone Under fluorescent light Love like glass in the water And we thought it was it was ice Cold like earth when it froze Unforgiven, forgive it for it was dead from the go We kissed under the vultures, confused it for Mistletoe We jumped into the ocean without learning how to float

André 3000 A.k.a. Possum Aloysuis Jenkins A.k.a. Dookie Blossum Gain the 3rd Funk Crusader, Love Pusher Dungeon Family 1st Generation Here to drop the turd Go! Antwan Andre Patton Sr Better known as Big Boi A.k.a. Daddy Fat Sax A.k.a. Lucious Leftfoot A.k.a. Billy Ocean A.k.a. Francis the Savannah Chitlin Pimp Dungeon Family 1st Generation Here to keep the D in D-Boi And still cooler than a polar bears toenails Yeah

Aaaahhhhhhhhhh No rapper can rap quite like I can Ill take a musclebound man and put his face in the sand Not the last Mafioso Im a MC cop Make you say Go Justin, and do the wop Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme I just made Party at the jammie til lights the night fade Trooping for the feature we all get paid So lets go Im glad you called, but Im not home But Ill be back before too long You gotta speak your style, and your number too And this is all you got to do Wait for the beep You gotta leave your number, gotta leave your number Wait for the beep Kick it Wild thing Wild thing Now this is a story all about how My life got flipped, turned upside down And Id like to take a minute, just sit right there Ill tell you how I became a prince of a town called Bel-Air What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man Whats your man got to do with me? I got a man Im not trying to hear that, see I love it when you call me Big Poppa Throw your hands in the air if yous a true playa Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Doggy Doggs definitely in the house Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Death Rows definitely in the house Just hit the east side of the LBC On a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G Seen a car full of girls, aint no need to tweak All you skirts know whats up with 2-1-3 Straight Outta Compton, a crazy motha-- (Hey hey hey, hold on a second Wait wait wait Youre straight outta Compton?) (Not straight Yeah yeah, Im Straight Outta Compton) NA-nananaNA NananaNA-nanaNA-nanaNA NananaNA Here comes the hotstepper Im the lyrical gangster Big up di crew ina di area Still love you like that Aint nobody dope as me; Im just so fresh, so clean Dont you think Im so sexy; Im just so fresh, so clean Dont this hit make my people wanna Dont this hit make my people wanna Dont this hit make my people wanna Jump, jump The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump Kris Kross will make you jump, jump I wish I was a little bit taller I wish I was a baller I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her If youre having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one Hit me Move bitch, get out the way 99 problems, but a bitch aint one Hit me Move bitch, get out the way I got 99 problems, but a-- but a-- Started from the bottom, now were here Started from the bottom, now the whole team up in here Started from the bottom, now were here Started from the bottom, now the whole team up in here Pour up Head shot Sit down Stand up Pass out Wake up Faded Life we always do at this time I go for mine, I gots to shine Now throw your hands up in the sky I, gotta go for mine, I gots to shine Now throw your hands up in the sky Like this Now theres a backseat lover, thats always undercover And we talk til my daddy say It wasnt me, she was foolin, cause she knew what was she was doin When she told me how to walk this way Walk this way, talk this way Walk this way, talk this way Walk this way, talk this way Walk this way, talk this way

Operating under the crooked American system too long OutKast, pronounced outcast Adjective meaning homeless, or unaccepted in society But lets look deeper than that Are you an OutKast? If you understand and feel the basic principles and Fundamental truths contained within this music, you probably are If you think its all about pimpin hoes and slamming Cadillac dos You probably a cracker, or a nigga that think he a cracker Or maybe just dont understand An OutKast is someone who is not considered to be part of the normal world He is looked at differently He is not accepted because of his clothes, his hair His occupation, his beliefs or his skin color Now look at yourself, are you an OutKast? I know I am As a matter of fact, fuck being anything else Its only so much time left in this crazy world Wake up niggas and realize whats going on around you Poisoning of the food and water Tampering of cigarettes Disease engineering control over your life Take back your existence or die like a punk This is Big Rube, sayin right on to the real, and death to the fakers Peace out

God Come in, God God, come in, God Damn, youre a girl? Wow I guess the reason Im talkin to you tonight is Because Ive been doin a lot of thinkin and And I consider myself a pretty cool guy And Ive never cheated on any of my girlfriends Well, well, except that one little time in Japan, but That was just some head, and head dont count, right? Ah, thanks God, I knew youd understand Well, I just feel like Well, to be honest with you God, I just need a sweet bitch You know somebody not too Not too fast, but not too slow Cause I dont have it all my damn self And life aint easy You know, you just want somebody by your side To help smooth that thang out, you know what Im talkin bout? And at this point, I mean, Im not bein picky She doesnt even have to have a big ol ass, you know? Just something well proportioned to her body You know, a nice little tail, you know? What? You say you, you say you found somebody? Is she cute? So when do I get to meet her? Oh God, youre the greatest Well, I guess Ill talk to you later Amen Oh, Im sorry, Im sorry A-lady

Its cold Its cold No, its cold It aint cool, its cool Im cool, Im cool, Im cool Its me, Im... cool Bitch, stay off that blow!

Dont fuck with me I pull up wit the robbers Pretty mob bitch, we pullin up like we mobsters Dont fuck with me I pull up wit the robbers Pretty mob bitch, we pullin up like we mobsters Bitches think its sweet til they find out Im a monster I dont fuck with hoes, all these bitches is imposter If they talking bout my pussy, its delicious I got all these niggas trippin, every nigga wanna hit it, uh But Im exclusive, I aint got no time to kick it Gotta pay me for a visit, bitch Im all about my business Ever since I came into this rap shit, I been killin shit All these bitches copy what I do, I might as well build-a-bitch All this ice on both my wrist, Im numb so I aint feel the shit Got an ice cube on both of my ears, so I aint hearin shit Bitch Knuck if you buck If you say you with it, why the fuck you aint pull up? And I keep that pump in the trunk Bitch, Im with the shit and Ima line you hoes up Knuck if you buck If you say you with it, why the fuck you aint pull up? And I keep that pump in the trunk, yeah Bitch, Im with the shit and Ima line you hoes up I put my hands to my fists, like Im fightin up somethin Knockin bitches out, just like Im Tyson or somethin Ima let the chopper sing just like its Bryson or somethin Bitch, Im all about the smoke like its vikings or somethin These bitches talkin on the Gram though Really be some fans though Got em big mad cause Im the head bitch in command though I’m the puppet master, pullin strings just like a banjo If you aint bout that life then get the fuck up out the bando Bitch Knuck if you buck If you say you with it, why the fuck you aint pull up? And I keep that pump in the trunk Bitch, Im with the shit and Ima line you hoes up Knuck if you buck If you say you with it, why the fuck you aint pull up? And I keep that pump in the trunk, yeah Bitch, Im with the shit and Ima line you hoes up Its Big Kashie and Ima pull up with them rackies Basic bitches, I cant let these hoes distract me Gettin chauffeured, most these bitches be in taxis She beyond scared straight, I got her runnin like a track meet Who is you? Pull up with that .22 Give a fuck about her, dont give a fuck about you Bitch, Im all about my cash, I prefer my hunnids blue Got these bitches big mad, tell that bitch to bust a move Bitch Knuck if you buck If you say you with it, why the fuck you aint pull up? And I keep that pump in the trunk Bitch, Im with the shit and Ima line you hoes up Knuck if you buck If you say you with it, why the fuck you aint pull up? And I keep that pump in the trunk Bitch, Im with the shit and Ima line you hoes up Get beat the fuck up, yup

Part. 1 Ready for action, nip it in the bud We never relaxing, OutKast is everlasting Not clashing, not at all But see my nigga went to do a little acting Now thats for anyone asking, give me one pass em Drip drip drop, there goes an eargasm Now you cumming out the side of your face We tapping right into your memory banks - thanks! So click it or ticket, lets see your seat belt fastened Trunk rattling, like two midgets in the backseat rassling Speakerboxxx vibrate the tag Make it sound like aluminum cans in a bag But I know yall wanted that 808 Can you feel that B-A-S-S bass? But I know yall wanted that 808 Can you feel that B-A-S-S bass? I like the way you move I like the way you move wooo I love the way you move I love the way, I love the way I love the way you move I love the way you move wooo I love the way you move I love the way, I love the way The whole room fell silent, the girls all paused with glee Turning left, turning right, are they looking at me? Well I was looking at them, there there on the dancefloor Now they got me in the middle, feeling like a man-whore Especially the big girl Big girls need love too, no discrimination here squirrel So keep your hands off my cheeks Let me study how you ride the beat, you big freak Skinny slim women got the cameltoe within them You can hump them, lift them, bend them, give them Something to remember, yell out Timber when you fall through the chop shop Take a deep breath and exhale Your ex-male friend boyfriends boring as hell But let me listen to the story you tell And we can make moves like a person in jail On the low, ho I like the way you move I like the way you move wooo I love the way you move I love the way, I love the way I love the way you move I love the way you move wooo I love the way you move I love the way, I love the way Hey baby, girl dont you stop it Come on lady, dance all around me You look so fine look so fine You driving me out my mind Out my mind, ooooh baby If I could I would just be with you baby Oooh cause you light me, and excite me And you know, you got me baby, whoo! I like the way you move I like the way you move wooo I love the way you move I love the way, I love the way I love the way you move I love the way you move wooo I love the way you move I love the way, I love the way Part. 2 André 3000 - Hey Ya! 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!

I jump up on this train, girl try it I told you money aint no thang, girl, Ill buy it Im talkin diamond rings and designer clothes Since I seen you on that video How could I tell Ciara no? You ridin on that thing like a rodeo-deo-deo Round and round and round Here we go, we go, we go, we go She ridin that like a sports car Ridin that like a porn star If you wanna ride Bei Maejor let me know I can look at your face and know the pussy good You wanna give me your taste but dont know how to do it Without feelin like one a many Honey actin like she dont wanna give me any I said actin like she dont wanna give me any And I’ll do the same thing if I was a Minnie But Im a Mickey And thats where it gets tricky To get partci- Lar wit her, It occurred to me When a stirin stir That stirs up them emotions Come came an ocean Tom tom drums and kicks And im supposed to stop fuckin with her cause a nigga getting older Nah motherfucker but a nigga getting colder Call me whatever never call me a poser Yall you see the devil better all be much older Yall see Ciara better call me right over Chaka Khan fine, Anita Baker sweet Hope you dont mind if I fuck wit ya beat Hope you dont mind if a nigga go deep You might start crying tears fall on me Chest feel like a whirlpool for ants I shoulda known better cau the girl can dance I should wrote a letter bout the worlds advance Andre 3000 Im a fan I can do it big I can do it long I can do whenever or however you want I can do it up and down I can do circles To him Im a gymnist This room is my circus I market it so good They cant wait to try-y-y-y-y me I work it so good Man, these niggas Tryna buy-y-y-y-y me They love they way I ride it They love they way I ride it They love they way I ride it They love the way I ride the beat How I ride the beat, I ride it They love they way I ride it They love they way I ride it They love they way I ride it They love the way I ride the beat Like a muthafucking freak And I wont stop, dont stop Get it! Get it! Imma put down in the middle Baby, hit it! hit it! I do it to him right Handle my business, like a big girl should 1 oclock, 2 oclock 2 oclock, 4.... 5 oclock, 6 oclock Baby give me more I market it so good They cant wait to try-y-y-y-y me He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat Ride ride the beat, I ride it He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat Like a motherfucking freak She ride it like a rollercoaster Soon as I get her to the top she screams I put her out like a her lights Shell be out for the night When her head hit the pillows sweet dreams Wake her up about 30 minutes later Calling me the terminator, lets go again Red zone, Imma get her first down Call me Luda Drew Brees I throw it in Touch down, he scores Ludacris the MVP With a rack like that and a back like that CiCi better CC me Cause them legs just keep on going So I gotta put her to bed Let the 808 thump, and the beat go bump Cause she ride it like a thoroughbred He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat Like a motherfcking freak Oh baby baby baby Do me like you up when Im up When Im done, when Im done Oh baby baby baby You can stand to look away When Im whirling this around Oh baby baby you like it Once it get up and down Oh baby he love it when I twirl this thing all around He love the way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat Like a motherfucking freak

Goddamn I, I woke, woke, I woke up like Dum-da-de-da Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, ah Its that Yoncé, that Yoncé In that lingerie and that chardonnay Scoring touchdowns on your runway Im Texas forever, like Bun B And Im Rambo-ing these hoes Im really rit like Donjae Im camo-ing these hoes These thots cant clock me nowadays You wish I was your pound cake Boy, you know I look good as fuck Wish I was your baby mama You can come around and give me good karma But no, we escalating, up in this bitch, like elevators Course sometimes shit go down When its a billion dollars on the elevator Mama taught me good home training Daddy taught me gotta love my haters Sister taught me how to speak my mind My man make me feel so God damn fine Im flawless Of course sometimes shit go down When its a billion dollars on the... You wake up , post up Ridin round in it , flossin on that These diamonds , my diamonds This rock , my Roc , sing I woke up like this, I woke up like this We flawless, ladies, tell em I woke up like this, I woke up like this We flawless, twins, tell em Say I look so good tonight Goddamn, goddamn Say I look so good tonight Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn How yall feeling? Coachella, how did you wake up this morning? Ha, woke up and niggas lookin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me Alright, I want yall to repeat after me Im feelin myself, sing it Im feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Im feelin my, feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Im feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Im feelin my, feeling my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself Changed the game with that digital drop Know where you are when that digital pop I stop the world Male or female, it make no difference I stop the world, world, stop

{It all started at an accident scene on Bankhead and Ashby Its not clear if the suspect caused it; it is clear he wielded A hammer and told ..... to get out of his car.} Yeah, now check it From alligator belts to patty melts, I be that smoothest nigga So how do you figure that Atlanta dont be pullin dem triggas? The Southernplayalistic pimp is up in this bitch Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin that wickedness See one is for the money, two is for my niggas who jack Niggas aint takin that shit no mo, they got big Benz and Cadillac My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be startin now? Im pissin up on Jeffreys Dahmer grave, that cracker was foul Too close for comfort, too close to home Too close to be playin your boy, so hey, why dont you get your own? As long, as I got this legally People see that we can be on top of things without causin another nigga sorrow I know it seems it aint enough to go around But keep on holdin on like Goodie Mob cause its a better day tomorrow Thats all I can say, cant tell the future Tomorrows another day but today, they just might shoot you For your ride, fuck your pride, hide better be out your seat Quick and snappy with a happy face before you bleed Ask me, if that material shit is worth your life I dont know about yours, but if so, you smoking pipes, right? Either want a Benz or a Beamer Deep in the Dungeon for these many months Amongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass around dem blunts Had to cut it out like shears, but for years I used to burn em Gettin deep off in my thoughts just to get shit off my sternum Chest/chess, I never played but made many a moves I still blame it on the session cause I cant remember the due I guess, I feel that getting a Benz is out of the question The world is yelling Hootie Hoo but in my pockets nuthin but Gum and lint, to sum the shit, up, Im broke Nothin but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you toke Im travellin up to Jersey with four keys off in my trunk And thinkin of startin the ways to get that motherfucker crunk See yes I be that nigga that with that sess off in my chest Smokin and chokin them token blacks, that wanted to test See strong niggas survive and the weak niggas they die I never fuck no white bitch, I stopped eatin at pig stys Be activatin that Lo-Jack cause the Fleetwood has been stolen Campbellton Road is open, the B-I-G has spoken Cause its like this Either want a Benz or a Beamer I got these thoughts, similar to the ones in Call of the Wild Up in the Benz is where I be doin about a hundred miles The world is FUCKED UP how these niggas be driving drunk Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in your trunk To me the car does not belong, I use that strong arm robbery Robbin spree, look at me, W-M-B backwards Takin you to the chop shop with these verses Comin around the projects make you sleep off in dem hearses I got a word of wisdom, for those who must resist Youll be needin a physical therapist, cause you cant fuck with this While you sat down by the seashore thinkin about some seashells I was around the corner from Pleasant Hill thinkin about the V-12 But maybe not for long because I just done seen the light Im packing my screwdriver so see Im gon be alright Just moving the steering wheel side to side like a slalom Now I aint got no problem, Im just breaking the steering column I spot him, in the middle of the MARTA parking lot Im hearin a voice in the back of my head yellin Andre stop! But do I stop, naw, I figure its a come up But now Im goin down cause the folks wanna run up BANG!!! Either want a Benz or a Beamer {These days, the best way to deal with a carjacker Is to simply give them what they want.}

Brothers on the block knowing Sisters at the crib knowing Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by Teachers at the school knowing Babies on the bottle knowing Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high Well, heres a formal introduction Something to make you ponder The situations ugly like In Living Colors Wanda Now, everybody play dumb, but theres some that succumb Or fall victim, I will overcome Any hurdle or obstacle thats in my path Fast cash should be the last resort, so make it last For the risk you took, trick, you shook your ass For some hundred dollar heels and a designer bag Now thats ass backwards All you got in the refrigerator is bratwurst Your stomach is balled in a knot, you got that phat purse Pocketbook, stop and look, pockets look void Destroyed by the need to indulge and enjoy the finer things in life Your dignity the only sacrifice Slim as your chances of being somebodys wife They seeing ya butt booty naked every night Aint nothing right or wrong! Brothers on the block knowing Sisters at the crib knowing Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by Teachers at the school knowing Babies on the bottle knowing Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high Even though things started falling apart Wanda went and bought a Honda, now shes out of a job She would slob on a knob for a little less than a yard A massage, you could drill her like a sarge She would charge and rob, pick through your pockets She got the tricks watch and the silver locket That he bought for his wife but Wanda left her license On the nightstand fuckin with this white man She met in a little red Corvette, paid for sex Made a deal that she would never forget, you can bet Every action has a positive and equal reaction Therefore everything that goes around comes around in that fashion Fast and furiously, there was a knock on the sliding glass door Bitch, its me! You thought you was slick the way you hit me for that lick But you slipped, now Im getting in your shit! Brothers on the block knowing Sisters at the crib knowing Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by Teachers at the school knowing Babies on the bottle knowing Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high

Age aint nuthin but a number Pretty pink, baby blue Why dont you teach me something new Were all just babies in my view So crawl baby Crawl baby Pretty pink, baby blue Why dont you teach me something new Were all just babies in my view So crawl baby Crawl baby Miss lady You could have been born a little later but I dont care So what if your head sports a couple of grey hairs Same here, and actually I think thats funky Miss lady It looks to me like you need a little juice in your life So call me when that big ole house gets lonelyfied And Ill teleport from here to there You show me how its supposed to be done Ill make sure you have young fun Pretty pink, baby blue Why dont you teach me something new Were all just babies in my view So crawl baby Crawl baby Pretty pink, baby blue Why dont you teach me something new Were all just babies in my view So crawl baby Crawl baby Youre sophisticated Just me and miss lady Youve got me talkin like a baby You make me talk baby talk Shes so sophisticated You make me talk baby talk Just me and miss lady She makes me talk baby talk Got me talkin like a baby Like ga ga and goo goo Oh momma Youre sophisticated Make me talk baby talk Just me and miss lady Youre so experienced Got me talkin like a baby Teach me somethin new Teach me somethin new Youre sophisticated Just me and miss lady You got me talkin like a baby

And now, Kim and Cookie Cookie: Ring-Ring Kim: Say hello Cookie! Cookie: Hello Kim: Girl, I got something to tell ya Cookie: Spill it girl, spill it Kim: Remember ol boi, at the club... Cookie: From last night? Kim: Last night! Cookie: Whats up? Kim: Went home with the mothafucka, now Im thinkin Im fittin to goddamn get my ass to up! Kim: But girl... Cookie: What? Kim: Dick so short! Kim: He came quick, he got his, I aint get mine, Im like: fuck! Kim: You know you talkin all that goddamn shit and you aint shit! Cookie: Girl, you got you a mothafuckin minute man! Kim: A minute mothafuckin man Kim: But its all good you hear me? Cause before I goddamn left this mothafucka, I hit this mothafucka up for everything, you hear me! Im talkin bout wallet, Im talkin bout credit cards, money. And you know what, I was gonna hit the motherfucker up for his goddamn pistol but I aint know how many mothafuckin bodies he had on, that mothafucka, you feel me! Cookie: Well its all good

Lets kiss, not fight Try to do whats right tonight Make love, not war What the hell are we living for? Lets kiss, not fight Try to do whats right tonight Make love, not war What the hell are we living for? Tonight well make the prettiest song That no one will ever hear No one will ever hear No one will ever These aint the times to be alone Cliché, the end is near Cliché, the end is near Cliché, the end is Quickly approaching while we carry on No one is promised another day Why cant the story end like fairytales often do? Before I let you leave, Ive got to say Lets kiss, not fight Try to do whats right tonight Make love, not war What the hell are we living for? Lets kiss, not fight Try to do whats right tonight Make love, not war What the hell are we living for? Lets kiss, not fight Try to do whats right tonight Make love, not war What the hell are we living for? Lets kiss, not fight Try to do whats right tonight Make love, not war What the hell are we living for? Lets kiss, not fight Try to do whats right tonight Make love, not war What the hell are we living for? Lets kiss, not fight Try to do whats right tonight Make love, not war What the hell are we living for?

Boy, stop! You aint no DJ I double dare, matter of fact, nigga, I double dog dare Any rapper to take it there with this player here Lets be clear, Im a leader, not your peer Valedictorian of this rap shit every year Like beer and pretzels with the game, I go good Im the Hansel to your Gretel, yous a dame, understood? Overstand, ho ass nigga from my hood, Im embarrassed By the lack of class, sat in the back of class But passed with flying colors with yo backwards ass Youre like the caboose and Im the engine locomotive To let loose steam in the booth, scream, awooo! Dream Team, nigga, fuck that pillow talk, keep sleeping While Im beating down yo street up in that green thing Greetings, Earthlings, Ive been lurking deep in the shadows Gathering artillery for the battle Now, on the front line, I stand, microphone in my right hand Left foot on the gas, dont make me put my foot in yo ass Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just make them fucking mixtapes Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just hit that instant replay There they go, there they go, there they go, there they go There they go, there they go, there they go Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just make them fucking mixtapes Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just hit that instant replay There they go, there they go, there they go, there they go There they go, there they go, there they go My momma gave birth to a 10-pound, 6-ounce dream And God said look for the burning bush, now I turned to weed So I jumped in my shell when I saw my momma burning trees Hard white, I trickle nickel bags Ice cold true shit, in the booth with blue lips On your grave like a tulip, in the bar like a pool stick 808 Toomp shit, Magic Mike, poof, bitch Aint nowhere to rest, nowhere for you to sit I stole your couch and I took your truck to move it with Sofa any one of you wanna get to up Imma tattoo, Kodak you, close up Aint no UFO, no, Yelas a supernova Dogs are barking as soon as that trooper roll up 30 aught 6, Momma, dont gotta load up Cause Im from The Varsity, it may be hard to get RC Cola, hold up Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just make them fucking mixtapes Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just hit that instant replay There they go, there they go, there they go, there they go There they go, there they go, there they go Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just make them fucking mixtapes Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just hit that instant replay There they go, there they go, there they go, there they go There they go, there they go, there they go Yeah and I party in poverty with people like Yeah, youre famous, so what? I bet you cant hitch that semi up to this tow truck Rich with a hundred dollars, soul like a batch of collards Yeah, Im pale but Ill impale you with an Impala Roll with pimp scholars, ATLiens A-L-A-B-A-M-A agains, come and check my weight again Baby, I know I aint that crazy, the scale says heavy Must be my dick the way bitches been hanging on it lately Yeah, we stay banging on the daily, soul funk crusader maybe Tailored alligator soufflé, escalade all in yo ladies Space invader, Im the lyrical Darth Vader Give thanks, pussy nigga, I dont expose you as a hater Got Decatur, East Point, College Park and the SWATs Campbellton Road closed, road block, watch out for the cops Gotta think outside the box, know how to connect the dots Fore somebody hit the jackpot playing in your slot, boy, stop Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just make them fucking mixtapes Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just hit that instant replay There they go, there they go, there they go, there they go There they go, there they go, there they go Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just make them fucking mixtapes Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Yo DJ aint no DJ, he just hit that instant replay There they go, there they go, there they go, there they go There they go, there they go, there they go Wassup, Keisha? Who dis? You know who it is, the most feared man in , you know who I be... motherfuckin Henry, Henry Henry? What, what you drivin, Henry? I wouldnt drive, my momma drop me off Imma do how it in sandals, the Jesus Walks sandals, I stand outside of the club Jesus Walks sandals? Yeah, you know Jesus wore sandals so I can wear some too with my little linen outfit, you saw me! The baller You can tell Im gon make it rain, I got them 31s, you come on over here, Im gon make it rain on you Nigga, make it rain on this tank What tank? The tank of gas and what you got on it You never had 30 dollars worth of gas in your tank! Fuck you livin? I live out here in Duluth, gas and that damn– Duluth? Nigga, thats out of the perimeter, mm-hm, you put 50 on at least Im so tired of you hairy cold-ass hoes, man Yall aint never seen anything, you gotta move around 285, get the fuck out of down that area Nigga, aint nothing out of 285 but fuckin trees Mm-hm, 50 on the tank Ill give you 50 dollars and a blunt of kush and Imma fuck that mohawk off your head Mm-hm, you can fuck me, give me 50 dollars, and go head give me some kush For 30 dollars, you gon do the fuck I want you to do! Imma make em fill up your tank for 30 dollars 30, nigga? You talked 50 Im gonna make it rain, bitch, tell me Nah, nah, we stay at 50, how I go down to 30 Well, okay, it gon be drizzlin then, it aint gon rains, fuck it Ayy? It gon be drizzly Mm-hm, nigga, that aint participation, mm-hm, no, mm-hm

Chronomentrophobia, the fear of clocks The fear of time... Highs the cost of living I take what I have been given Pastor say, be strooong Hooo yeahhhhahhh I aint got tiiiime Leave me aloone Aint that much time left Ive got to funk you now Chronomentrophobia Lord, be havin mercy on my soul Im havin the impression that my life gonna be a bowl of cherries But its very hard for me to cope Got tired of being broke This ATLien aint got no time to sit and mope Made up my mind while yall made up yo beds On a cold wooden floor is where I lay my head Born in 1975 Never thought Id make it this far Still battlin in this racial war Tryin to find solutions to the situation Im facin Only thing thats free is my flow that yall be chasin Lettin my niggas know before I go I drop that knowledge like dropping books Lets stop the crooks from robbing of your brains and such Using welfare as a crutch Im in it for good You enter my hood you wont be findin much Hope that when Im gone yall remember this What we stood for, fuck that fame and that glitz Its beginning to look a lot like the ending Got to be more careful, know what corners you be bendin Revelations getting impatient Now Im dead Remember what I said Im gone Bow ya heads

A boy to raise at a young age No help from him, but shes alive To be made strong, but all alone Must be a pain, but shes alive The year was 1975 That night crickets cried They knew what was goin down Three girls travel a long country road And one said she thinks its time This baby wants to come right now A boy to raise at a young age No help from him, but shes alive To be made strong, but all alone Must be a pain, but shes alive I was scufflin going to school, I was scufflin working at night And you know what? I truly believe And thats why I tell a lot of parents, single parents Dont tell me what God cant do I made sure you had I never felt like you should be deprived of anything If a man didnt want to take care of his child, you move on And thats what I did, I moved on A boy to raise at a young age No help from him, but shes alive To be made strong, but all alone Must be a pain, but shes alive A boy to raise at, at a young age No help from him, but shes alive He always wanted to be a father but he never took care of you He aint have no money, he aint have nothin How can you care about somebody And you never give the welfare of them? A boy to raise at a young age No help from him, but shes alive To be made strong, but all alone Must be a drag, but shes alive A boy to raise at a young age No love from him, but shes alive To be made strong, but all alone Must And I knew I had to go that road by myself Shes alive

Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Tell them mothafuckas holding the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shaking it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Now look here Im gon hit da club man, Im gon get some love Im the coolest nigga aint gon spend more than a dub Im gon tell that broad and her chicken head friend No Ferrari, no Jag, no Bentley, or a Benz Might just play the wall with this mean look on my grill Act like Im da hater, the Haitian from Hateville I remember her, act like she dont remember me When I was Cadillacn, Coupe Devillein, and chickenhead drillin Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Im gon get that fresh-fly fade and then Im gon get laid Like some finger-waves on pay day, my lady, you gon get paid Making a early morning serenade for you to start your day Or the sound of a starter pistol fired close to where you lay Last call for alcohol, make a fast call for the hay The dirty Dungeon has informed me the drought has ended today With no delay And a, four piece grizzle we on our way For a brief stay in a sweet place for a petite face to lay Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Them boys so wild, dont crack no smile Closet like the Wild Kingdom: fox, minks, and crocodiles Popped tops and what we drink, so sit back for a while Matter a fact, light that, and Ill be right back They want a couple more bottles I got something for em to swallow Anybody ever told you you look like a model? You know the story, she bit the hook, line, and follow Got my hooks in the back and Im a grind until tomorrow They call me Mack Rapalicious, and when I bubble I blow trouble up, in your ear They call me Mack Rapalicicious, and when I bubble Its, trouble all up in you dear! Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Yes, I know the way excite them hoes Me cold reptilian feet, bite them hoes Got a partner, oh his mind sick He say he loved this ol coke-strung-out stripper bitch Why he so dumb? Im so pimp its ridiculous Got tinted windows on my ride Im inconspicuous Run with this pretty thang She aint yours you wish she was We dont stop, its so repeated and continuous Mello Capone, Don Huggy Bear Pokey the fuckin pimpolous, aint that cute slick em, out their draws Im so infamous Dead serious From the club, to the Caddy, to the Holiday Inn From the dusk til the dawn we gon do it again Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call Tell them niggas that be holdin the wall, fuck yall Hit the flow start shakin it all, yes yall What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it til we cant or we fall, last call

Weve got a long way to go When snow hits the asphalt Cold looks and bad talk come Weve got a long way to go Its beyond Martin Luther Upgrade computer His/her skin wasnt the same color as mine But she/he was fine, he/she was fine If all men are made equal, then He/she was fine, she/he was fine Up until the time we went out on a date I was fine, I was fine Now Im getting dirty looks, I wonder what theyd say If we were blind, we were blind people Weve got a long way to go When snow hits the asphalt Cold looks and bad talk come Weve got a long way to go Its beyond Martin Luther Upgrade computer Weve got a long way to go When snow hits the asphalt Cold looks and bad talk come Weve got a long way to go Its beyond Martin Luther Upgrade computer Beauty is beauty, whether its black or white Yellow or green, baby, you know what I mean What if Picasso only used one color? There shouldnt be a rule how to choose your lover Lovers in love is such a wonderful thing Maybe in time well get together and sing I really hope so, theres nothing wrong with this picture We go a long way to go, we gotta get there quick Ooohh Weve got a long way to go When snow hits the asphalt Cold looks and bad talk come Weve got a long way to go Its beyond Martin Luther Upgrade computer Weve got a long way to go When snow hits the asphalt Cold looks and bad talk come Weve got a long way to go Its beyond Martin Luther Upgrade computer What color... is love? What color... is love? What color... is love? Weve got a long way to go When snow hits the asphalt Cold looks and bad talk come Weve got a long way to go Its beyond Martin Luther Upgrade computer Weve got a long way to go When snow hits the asphalt Cold looks and bad talk come Weve got a long way to go Its beyond Martin Luther Upgrade computer ..that ALL men are created equal... Children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by... ...by the color of their skin, but... ...but by the content of their character... This will be the day when ALL Gods children... ...will be able to sing with a new meaning... ...not only that...

Now get the fuck up off me nigga.. As I, struggle to keep my balance and composure Im posed ta, propose a toast to players on every coast-a The lyrical roller coaster, mind-bender Stead of watchin these sucker MCs Im seein just how they lyin to the general population Dont be patient, get up and stand up for your life Dont you agree or understand we lost some rights at 1-1-9? Come dumb, come young, come blind unwind confined To the situation, we facin, cause in time, tick tick boom Tick, boom.. tick, tick-boom Tick, boom.. tick, tick-boom Tick, boom.. tick, tick-boom Tick, boom.. tick, tick-boom {explosion forward and reversed} {scratched: Youre gonna die here - 2X} When will we all, awake up out this dream Come here and smell the Folgers, the soldiers are human beings Man actin as if he was the supreme bein Clockin the souls of men out like he was G-O-D and W-A-Rrah, therell be no tomorrow but sorrow And horror will follow the hollow hearts battle for dollars Politicians, modern day magicians Physicians of death, more health care for poor health Who makin us ill, they makin us kill Thats makin me spill my guts For what? I refuse to sit in the backseat and get handled Like I do nuttin all day but sit around watch the Cartoon Channel I rap about, the Presidential election and the scandal That followed, and we all watched the nation, as it swallowed And chalked it up, basically America you got FUCKED The media shucked and jived now we stuck - damn! {singing - cant be heard clearly} {scratched: Youre gonna die here - 2X} Operation Anaconda - ask yourself Was it full of bleeps and blunders, did they ever find Osama? And why in the fuck did Daniel Pearl have to pay the price For his life and his wife plead twice? See Al-Amin got life and Fred got dead, Hampton To dampen the dream of all the Panthers They got they answer for ransom As we read together, as we dream together Count your blessings whenever you feel that things wont be no better But it got to, you gave me this microphone so I must rock you Your brainwaves, airwaves, energized and SHOCKED you Yall got me, well I got yall, long as I know yall listenin Imma always bring food for thought to the table in the kitchen Now eat nigga!

I dont need you or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends 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 wouldn’t forget you He forgot anyway, but hey, one day he’ll remember If not he’s human, I’m human, you human, we’ll forgive him God gives him his ultimatum, can’t see how momma hates him He’s such a cool ass guy, then wonder why she date him I’m only eight, I’m not old enough, guess it’s complicated Two-parent dwellings and spellings have gotten 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 1980′s But now that we are cool cool, she sippin’ Irish Baileys She say “Stacks, you’re true blue?” I say, Naw, or maybe... I call her Keisha, she like it because its hood to her She call me Andre 6000 cause I’m good to her I dont need you or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds You cant imagine the immensity of the fuck Im not giving About your money and manservants 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 Ima take it back to where my man and my girls is Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, ’cause Ima get Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, ’cause Ima get I dont need you or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends 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 cum Over to your place Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beats so fat, gonna make me cum Over to your place I-I-I dont mean to critique on your seduction technique B-b-but your moneys not impressing me, its kinda weak Th-th-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 or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends 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 cum Over to your place Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beats so fat, gonna make me cum Over to your place

Cool, moving cool, moving cool... Cool, moving cool... Moving cool, moving cool, yeah... Hey, hey! Hey, hey! I can make a stone cold blind man see a better way But when Im around, you dont have to much to say La, la-la, la-la, whoo, whoo You see there will always be someone, taller, darker Maybe wit a little of cheese than I got But really, shawty you dont need nobody else Cause baby I am the opening act The headliner and the after party After party, after party, after party, after party I am all that youll ever need I trip on how everybody sees what I am but you I thought youd be brave enough to taste my bitchs brew Well I thought I was dealing with a man, but youre a boy Youre a boy, youre a boy I can give you everything you want, but I cant be your toy Oh no, oh no! - 2X Hey shawty, look here for a minute, shawt, shawt Oh, my bad, my bad execuse me You corporate America, you corporate America... I meant to say lil lady, you look so lovely lying in wait Like a lemon licorice, lollypop Waiting to be licked, we dont play But you think the shit Was that too harsh for you lobes Too heavy for your mentality I suppose Got nerves like kryptonite Superman couldnt bend those Kindness kills callous Like a D-Boy movin fifty Ps of that work From A-Town to Dallas movin cool Cause baby I am the opening act The headliner {fades away}

Bitch, I aint got nothing but time So Imma get out on these cuts and grind Keep my mind on cloud twenty-nine My player ways keep me with plenty dimes See Imma shine like all six of my gold teeth When a nigga get through cooking up this O-Z All night on the block til the sun rise My only friend is a Glock with the 4-5 Four, five in the mornin, it dont stop Daydreamin bout flossin a drop top Blue lights snap me back to reality I hit the alley quick and toss what I got on me Tricks aint got shit to do but harass Searched a nigga and took about a three in cash I guess thats better than gettin locked up Or gettin jammed with that shit I had rocked up, huh! Now I heard that the South is where yo folks from Down in the bottoms where they broke some Whips cross a nigga back, way back And now they wonder why we act, how we act Gold teeth and heavy Chevys, and talking slow Afros and loud ass Italian clothes People barbecuein in the front yard Money from the first of the month card! If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up I got a maid cooking grits with a, outfit So tight my niggas wanna stay the whole nite Dice game in the kitchen, nigga, T. Lee Nigga drunk singin sounding like the Bee Gees Ham samich in the driveway, drop top Naked women in the den playing, hop scotch Thirty bustas in my yard, they be, long gone So hit me and Imma keep my, phone on I be out turning corners, dranking, one fifth Got some scratches on my rims, cause of one dip Met a broad yesterday, she hit me, ten times If I diss her itll take a nigga, ten lines MJG standing tall and I, wont fold You can have all the bitches, cause I, dont hold On to any woman like a human handcuff You got ya hair down, baby, fuck it, stand up! Now I heard that the South is where yo folks from Down in the bottoms where they broke some Whips cross a nigga back, way back And now they wonder why we act, how we act Gold teeth and heavy Chevys, and talking slow Afros and loud ass Italian clothes People barbecuein in the front yard Money from the first of the month card! If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up How many flows can I compose? I drop this slang like lyrical bows Stickin out just like an OUTKAST or a thorn from stem of rose Like nachos, the lyrics are crispy, crackin when yall bite Been had a Coke and a smile, now Im trippin off Yak & Sprite Yall just might see the skunk guy, with a girl who chunked thighed Below the Mason-Dixon line, real niggas know what Im talkin about From Texas, Atlanta, oh man, Alabama, Savannah The deeper, the darker, the Dirty South is what Im after No laughter, the content of the rhyme may be contagious The Space Age is pimpin this, players comin major They shot the sucka, sprayed ya, cut ya wife and played her The player the B-I-G B-O-I, dope boy rhyme maker Beats, rhymes, and layers of music right here to please you And if you hate the Dirty, then patna, see we dont need you You know Im talkin bout? OutKast, Eightball, MJG on yall punk motherfuckers! Now I heard that the South is where yo folks from Down in the bottoms where they broke some Whips cross a nigga back, way back And now they wonder why we act, how we act Gold teeth and heavy Chevys, and talking slow Afros and loud ass Italian clothes People barbecuein in the front yard Money from the first of the month card! If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up You wouldnt understand, if you stood under it Its like the more that I talk to you, the dumber that I get The closer that I walk to you, the further that we stand Apart, distant Nobody has the upper hand but my bodys resistant So now, throw your phalanges in the ground Im still abound, un-believers stay from hell around I found negative niggas they only keep ya down Transmitting from Native American burial ground I carry around, the weight of all worlds on my shoulder pads Im post to blast, space invaders up somebodys dad Serious as Aa-Bb-Cc If knowledge be the key then buddy roasted on the porch And wait for ya momma to get off work so she can roast yo ass They need to find an open window fast Word to the motherfucker; word to the motherfucker Word to the motherfucker! Now I heard that the South is where yo folks from Down in the bottoms where they broke some Whips cross a nigga back, way back And now they wonder why we act, how we act Gold teeth and heavy Chevys, and talking slow Afros and loud ass Italian clothes People barbecuein in the front yard Money from the first of the month card! If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up

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 What you mean I aint call you? I hit you when I landed Im waitin in my hotel room Seems like were arguin more and its gettin less romantic Yeah, I think shell be able to tell soon But Ill fuck you right, I will, I fuck you right, I will Ill fuck you like no one has ever, ever made you feel I mean, this part of our relationships amazin still I might just put up with the arguin and stay, for real You lookin bad, girl, for goodness sakes You with all those curves, and me without no brakes, ooh Im willin to work it out however long it takes you You feel like you miss those happy days Well, girl, that makes two of us, our timing is wrong Your friends always tyin up every line on your phone Yeah, but tell them bitches that youll always be my missus And the hardest part about the fuckin business Is mindin your own, uh, and every time I try and break it off We just yell until we tired, then I break you off Its useless, all this fightin, lets get past it now Even when I throw them deuces, you just send it back around You know what, yo? You a bitch You should have a travel agent, ‘cause you a trip You should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit But all you got is some fuckin issues, you fuckin bitch I hate niggas, but I love your mom Give her a kiss for me, her second son Get your mind right, baby, or get your shit together You gonna be hot a little while, Ima be rich forever Girl seducers, they come in deuces But when I cut em off they always become a nuisance Niggas take my old flows and they take my old swag He just took my old bitch and turned it to his new bitch Im stupid, but I wont get my drama on What Im dealin with is too real for me to comment on Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth So when you talk bout “you know who” I dont know who you talkin bout 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 I’m a playa, aint gonna tell you all the details What it entails is hard to say, like sellin seashells By the seashore, but she’s not a bore But neither a whore who needs to know more The kind you can’t 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 is 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 It’s hard to throw up them deuces ‘Cause when you know it’s juicy You start to sound like Confucius when makin up excuses Chase the 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

Hello, well good evening, ladies and gentlemen What we like to do right here—well first of all, let me let you know who I am Well, I go by the name of André 3000, right? And we come from a little place called like Stankonia, Georgia, right? You know, right now everybody wants to be from space And like want to be from the country and everything like that You know, like, really, like, the South Its like cool to be from the South right about now Girls, listen up Torn between Saturday night and early Sunday morn I dont know, Im somewhere stuck in between-tween Im out here knowin hip-hop is dead The average nigga on my corner yellin What the fuck you mean-mean? See, we aint even seen the mountaintop Counterclockwise goes the neighborhood Hand-me-downs and canned goods Wont cut the Grey Poupon We got to make you run, back to the drawing board Cant afford to lose, yall make me yawn 1/1/91... my teacher sees potential in me, said, Sit down, son And let me tell you like I heard it when I felt deserted It wasnt no other way to word it, got my feelings murdered By the bullet of bad, the singer of sad Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad Plaid clash with polka dots, I hope you aint mad Back up, little mama, Im about to react Yup, we aint just funkin around, ah-ah No, you dont want to see me clown, ah-ah No, tomorrow sounds like right now, ah-ah People have ya party, but please dont be late Its time to bounce, rock, roller-skate Bounce, rock, roller-skate Hey sexy mama, theres no time to waste Its time to bounce, rock, roller-skate Bounce, rock, roller-skate Grab your partner, roll around, and feel the sound, ah baby People have ya party, and dont be late Its time to bounce, rock, roller-skate Bounce, rock, roller-skate While Scotty is beamin, lil Pookie nem schemin Whats the use of living, my nigga? While you snoozing, Im dreamin, Im Tylenol PM You amount to the same thing every day like per diem Never tryin to be nothing but a damn What youre being One nation under the cool should be the rule Whether young man or young lady begins or starts grade school Silence before violence Nine times out of ten times, the quietest is the livest Fumblin through your privates Daddy Fat Sax, can they have your back? Naw! Ooh! Youre such a playa Ooh! Your Southern drawl got me sprawled out In your black book, my name was crossed out Went from starting to second-string, now in the doghouse Reminiscing, the party you was missing Instead of arguments, you think about the hugs and kisses If this is something hard for you to take You better bounce, rock, roller-skate Yup, we aint just funkin around, ah-ah No, you dont want to see me clown, ah-ah No, tomorrow sounds like right now, ah-ah Yup, we aint just funkin around, ah-ah

Mm, mm, mm, mm Big lobster, big butter, country boy dip If you aint been to the moon, then you aint did shit All the mansions and shit, you know we layed in em Different countries and shit, you know we stayed in em Felines when we land, all peaches Them yachts, four, four, pink beaches I dont fuck with no battles, I dont do that Ima shoot you, turn around and holler, Who that? Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, drop-top, high trees, ooh-wee Rattlesnake skin, kill 12 Colorblind with a snotty nose, half-face with a flat-top Phones off, plugs all night, vision drones up Hunt you down at your residence Where them white bes like a Cuban in Cuba, no cigar Caviar, Cherokee, blood in the mud like creek water Cant kill a mutant with Holy Water Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? No cigar, no cigar They close as fuck, but no cigar Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? No cigar , no cigar They close as fuck , but no cigar Montecristo Junior, nothin but the best We top-shelf, who want smoke? Protect your chest Your neck, your arms, your head, yeah, all that Man, dont think you untouchable in the land of Jack Brrat, brrat, pull them sticks in the heat of the night Yellow tape and white chalk be a familiar sight Your dirty laundry broadcast on the evening news I tried to tell em but wisdom is too hot for a fool Im from the school of excellence, master of my craft All solid, no crumbs, hand-crafted by hand I still dont dance, dont bite my tongue for nobody You could either fly away or come do somethin bout it Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? No cigar, no cigar They close as fuck, but no cigar Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? No cigar , no cigar They close as fuck , but no cigar Uh, I smoke Perdomo, hypnotic Cohiba A leader, a teacher, a boss, a scholar, dont fall I get fetti, the cheddar, dinero, the fella lookin better, the jella The Chevy is yellow, my mood is mellow, my wave say hello So teachers of music can use it, to be a lil business And witness the greatness, no patience, Im ready to service the people My lyrics are lethal, I shit on you, fecal Im startin the sequel, Im threadin the needle Im juicin like beetles, youre closer than ever Youre callin the reverend , you praise to the heavens To give em a lesson , you give a confession Receivin the blessin , we live in the mansions , yeah, uh Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? No cigar , no cigar They close as fuck, but no cigar Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? No cigar , no cigar They close as fuck , but no cigar Three go hard like a saw, nothin goodie but mob Under the steps and dirt, there was a dungeon, no floor Out of school or off of work or smoke a blunt and go for it Nigga rollin up the roaches when the shit got short Kiss your bitch on the porch, walk her back to her car Pat the pussy, slap her tail and tell her, See you tomorrow Pocketbook that match the nails, she never needed a bra I could tell that bitch was Hell, she prolly needed a father For the record, me too, what the hell could we do? Let your older partners raise ya, watch em do what they do Now I pull over just in case I gotta snooze when I cru Now I know we all some babies, they was just learnin too Im hula hoopin, double dutchin, kickballin that ho New maneuver, no discussion, fuck em, all of them ho Whats a dungeon? A home, home for misfits Sleepin on the floor then wake up when you smell somethin lit Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? No cigar, no cigar They close as fuck, but no cigar Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Who want smoke? No cigar , no cigar They close as fuck , but no cigar

Oh God G, hm I dont know God, I dont know God I dont God, I dont really really know, check my flow... My man Al B. Sure! Hes In Effect Mode Used to have a crush on Dawn from En Vogue Its not like honey dip would wanna get wit me But just in case I own more condoms than TLC Um, speakin of which, you know how I troop Late Thursday night playing ball at run and shoot I see my girl Chilli in her Lexus Coupe Sittin pretty, oohh, in that hot pink suit And BAM!! In through the door she struts Its the lovely T-Boz with the ill haircut Yeah, you know its all good But I heard...was a hood... Its like that yall My names Malik the Five Foot Freak Its like that yall My names Malik the Five Foot Freak Its on the M-I-C-R-O-P-H-O-N-E I rule TLC up in the house, CrazySexyCool You know what Im sayin?

Chronomentrophobia The fear of clocks The fear of time Yeah High as the cost of living Ohh I take what Ive been given Pastor say, Be strong Ooh, yeah, hey I aint got time, leave me alone Aint that much time left, Ive got to funk you now Chronomentrophobia, chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia, chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia, chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia, chronomentrophobia Lord be having mercy on my soul Im having the impression that my life gon be a bowl Of cherries, but its very hard for me to cope Got tired of being broke This ATLien aint got no time to sit and mope Made up my mind while yall made up yall beds On a cold wooden floor is where I laid my head Born in 1975, never thought Id make it this far Still battling in this racial war Tryna find solutions to the situation Im facing Only thing thats free is my flow that yall be chasing Letting my niggas know before I go, I drop that knowledge Like dropping books; lets stop the crooks From robbing you of your brains and such Using welfare as a crutch Im in it for good; you enter my hood, you wont be finding much Hope that when Im gone, yall remember this What we stood for: Fuck that fame and that glitz Its beginning to look a lot like the ending And got to be more careful, know what corners you be bending Revelations, getting impatient, and now, Im dead Remember what I said; Im gone, bow your heads

Boy: Hey shorty, let me holler at you Girl: Whats up, baby? Boy: Girl, you got some pretty hair Girl: Aww , thank you baby. You know, I got a little bit of Spanish in me Boy: Girl you aint Spanish, thats a Hawaiian silky

Ah! A letter from Dear André I hope this letter finds you in the best of health As for myself, Im doin well And P.S. – with or without you, I cant get enough Thats why youre my favorite stuff

Man, the scene was so thick Lowriders, 77 Sevilles, El Dogs Nothing but them Lacs All the players, all the hustlers Im talking bout a black man heaven here, nahmsayin, yeah Its beginnin 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 you theres a better day When the players ball is happening, on Christmas Day 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 you theres a better day When the players ball is happening, on Christmas Day 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 you theres a better day When the players ball is happening, on Christmas Day 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, on Christmas Day

One for the money yes uhh two for the show A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of somethin good Where me and my nigga rodes the MARTA, through the hood Just tryin ta find that hookup Now everyday we look up at the ceiling Watchin ceiling fans go around tryin ta catch that feelin Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my paper We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur Writing rhymes tryin ta find our spot off in that light Light off in that spot, known that we could rock Doin the hole in the wall clubs, this shit here must stop Like freeze, we makin the crowd move but we not makin no Gs And thats a no no Yeah, uhh, check it Ahh one two, ahh one two doe, niggas In the Cadillac they call us went from Players Ball to ballers Puttin the South up on the map was like Little Rock to bangin Niggas say motherfuck that playin, they payin We stay in layin vo-cals, locals done made it with them big boys Up in dis industry, Outkast yea dem niggas they makin big noise Over a million sold to this day, niggas they take it lightly Ninety-six gon be that year that all yall playa haters can bite me ...around this bitch Me and you, your momma and your cousin too Rollin down the strip on vogues Comin up slammin Cadillac doors Me and you, your momma and your cousin too Rollin down the strip on vogues Comin up slammin Cadillac doors Back in the day when I was younger, hunger Lookin 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 white boys Smokin them white golds before them blunts got krunk, chunky asses Passes gettin thrown like Hail Marys and they lookin like Halle Berry So so fine, intertwined, but we aint sippin wine Wes just chillin, Im the rabid villain, and Im so high Smokin freely, me Lil B, Greet, Mon 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 suckin dicks, now We movin on up in da world like elevators Me and the crew we pimps like eighty-two Me and you like Tony Toni Tone Like this Eastpointe and we gone Me and you, your momma and your cousin too Rollin down the strip on vogues Comin up slammin Cadillac doors Me and you, your momma and your cousin too Rollin down the strip on vogues Comin up slammin 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 sayin somethin Talkin bout Hey man, you remember me from school? smoke some Naw not really but he kept smilin like a clown Facial expression lookin silly And he kept askin me, what kind of 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 goin through tha same thing that he had True I 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 you dont move yo 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 gonna continue Me and you, your momma and your cousin too Rollin down the strip on vogues Comin up slammin Cadillac doors Me and you, your momma and your cousin too Rollin down the strip on vogues Comin up slammin Cadillac doors

All these lonely girls wanna fuck Its OK Thats alright, girl, thats ok Thats alright, girl, thats ok Keep calling me and paging me and blowing me up Its OK Thats alright, girl, thats ok Thats alright, girl, thats ok My game slicker than slow tongue, get your main ho sprung Chokin on my blowgun, she swallowed all my bubble gum Said it was so yum yum, all off in her tum tum Playboy you stay dumb dumb—now, what? Uh-huh Last night, I was in them guts, uh-huh A young playa cut your what? Uh-huh She was just tryna get a nut, uh-huh And we gon meet back at the hut, uh-huh Come on All these lonely girls wanna fuck Its OK Thats alright, girl, thats ok Thats alright, girl, thats ok Keep calling me and paging me and blowing me up Its OK Thats alright, girl, thats ok Thats alright, girl, thats ok Its OK A-town, late nights, Im off in 112 Posted up, as usual, downstairs with a couple of Clydesdales Sippin zinfandel, got a sack of good, take a whiff, inhale Blaze up, hate to ball and bail Got some late cut, she sure know how to shake her tail The way I hit it, make her wanna break up and leave her man Make up and cheat again, caked up, lay low, Comfort Inn Tucked her in—Next week, she said shell bring a friend Come on All these lonely girls wanna fuck Its OK Thats alright, girl, thats ok Thats alright, girl, thats ok Keep calling me and paging me and blowing me up Its OK Thats alright, girl, thats ok Thats alright, girl, thats ok Said I love my man, man-man-man, we got our ups and downs And Ill get lonely and, and-and-and Wanna move move to someone who might understand, stand stand stand How to make a girl feel like Alice in Wonderland Wonderland, wandered in Wonderin...if she can home with guilt on her mind Really all she truly wants to know is that she still fine After day you met her, better tell her, fore another feller Pet her kitten, sittin sittin, chittin chittin, spittin spittin, hittin hittin, woo, woo, woo, woo All these lonely girls wanna fuck Its OK Thats alright, girl, thats ok Thats alright, girl, thats ok Keep calling me and paging me and blowing me up Its OK Thats alright, girl, thats ok Thats alright, girl, thats ok

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 I cant stand to fight the feeling Because the thought alone is killing me right now But thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking two together Cause we dont know how And 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. Oh, then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then 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 And, hey ya Hey ya And, hey ya Hey ya And, hey ya Hey ya And, hey ya Hey ya Alright now fellas You know whats cooler than bein cool? I cant hear ya, now now now I say whats cooler than bein cool? And alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright now ladies Yeah, we gonna break it down in just a few seconds here Dont make me break it down for nothing I wanna see yall on yalls baddest behavior Lend me some sugar! I am your neighbor Shake it, shake, shake it Shake, shake, uh shake it Shake, shake, uh shake it Shake it shake it Shake shake shake shake it Like a Polaroid picture Oh now, shake it up Oh now, but shake it up I said shake it up Shake it up, but oh now just shake it up And, hey ya Hey ya And, hey ya Hey ya, oh no Hey ya Hey ya Hey ya, oh Oh, hey ya And, hey ya And, hey ya

X F#CK 3000 I pray theres a god at the end of all this Life is short, take more baths Children of the cornbread Ive never been to afrika Sorry I forgot to call you back Obviously oblivious How good a friend are you Big girls are beautiful to me Fruit snack addict Umm, you still on yo pyramid? Across cultures, darker people suffer most. why? Ok, hand over the cure and stop playing Art or fart? Ive never had f@ckbook, twitt@r, or inst@gram Everything is temporary Ninjas kill me Breathe Sloppy wet Poseidon God. or god? I love old people Loners get lonely too Narcissistic americans Thinking deeply about shallow s#it Passionate about compassion Andre-now-thousand

Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do People dont you worry bout me Evil gon get buried by me Well, Im gonna shoot you out of this lil town and Soon as I do it Imma get down Come on Ah, ah, ah come on Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Mama dont you worry bout me Papa dont you worry bout me Well, I live a life but it just aint mine I know Im your son wont you let me shine Come on Ah, ah, ah come on Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Sally dont you worry bout me Sally dont you worry bout me Dont worry bout me Ill be fine Well, thats what I tell em, baby, but Im lying Come on, all people come on Yall know bout the blues dont you? Everybody get the blues Even babies get the blues Some call it baby blue Some call it midnight blue Some call it navy blue Whatever hue is what we gonna do We gon play until you feel happy Till there aint no more blues Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Idlewild Be there

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... Man, the scene was so thick Lowriders, 77 Sevilles, El Dogs, nothing but them Lacs All the players, all the hustlers Im talking about a black man heaven here YouknowhatImsayin? Yeah 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 e’ryday

Guy #1: Man, my woman done left me Guy #2: Damn Guy #1: I got laid off Guy #2: Shit Guy #1: They say a computer can do my job better then I can damn do it Guy #2: Motherfuckers Guy #1: Man, pour me another drink Guy #2: I feel ya

The legendary hip hop duo Outkast will reuniting for the first time since 2007 and performing at over 40 festivals around the world Its been 20 years since they released their debut album, and Rap Genius has you covered for all the essentials on each show! Click on the date, city, or event to find out information:April 11th - 18th             Indio, CA Coachella Music FestivalApril 25th - 27th Kingston Downs, GA    CounterPointMay 2nd - 4thTampa, FLBig Guava FestivalMay 16th – 18thGulf Shores, ALHangout Music FestivalMay 23rd – 25thGeorge, WASasquatch!June 6th – 8thNew York, NYGovernors BallJune 15thWarsaw, PLOrange WarsawJune 19th – 22ndDover, DEFirefly Music FestivalJune 29thMilwaukee, WISummerfestJune 29th – 6thRoskilde, DKRoskilde FestivalJuly 5thBirmingham, UKWireless FestivalJuly 6thLondon, UKWireless FestivalJuly 10th – 12thFrauenfeld, CHOpenair FrauenfeldJuly 11th – 13thFerropolis, DESplash! FestivalJuly 13thRotterdam, NLNorth Sea Jazz FestivalJuly 18th – 20thLouisville, KYForecastle FestivalAugust 3rdToronto, ONOVO FestAugust 7thOslo, NOØya FestAugust 7th – 9thGothenburg, SEWay Out West FestivalAugust 8th – 9thHelsinki, FIFlow FestivalAugust 15th – 17thHockenheim, DERocknHeimSeptember 4th - 7thIsle of Wight, UKBestival

Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express I am the one and only son of a machine gun Incomparable, meaning I cant be placed in between none Even in Darkness, I radiate distinction Its so bold you could smell that funk with a cold Its unbelievable, bare a resemblance to broken mold Im op-timistic, Im the air in the open road Make ya move its moderate, no need to speed Its inevitable you arrive in due time indeed Now is the, time and place to invade the empty space Im a perfectionist, I never pressure the pen space But I wouldnt be amazing without Gods Amazing Grace I can travel outer space while standin in one place Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Hippy to the hop, like a digi-log frog Throw me the cat and Ill throw you the dog {bark} Simple as a dimple, aint it? A hole in your cheek, lets hit the town so we can paint it Red — or maybe baby blue for two As sure as you are my lover, that is my favorite color And we get down — off to my castle we drown In each others love we puddle, huddle — break, fourth down, and inches We all some players, dont ride no benches Elegant princess come to your senses I noticed that your one of a kind Thats makes you kind of the one Im sharing my spaghetti with — The Lady and The Tramp, the mystery, the myth Not into runnin trains, but I got a thang for ya Swoosh! I will do ya, truly I adore ya Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Gipp, a 2002 ho-bo What your ticket say? 2A? Youre going my way Went from Ragtime buddy to a cakewalk stage Didnt ask cause I past you made this way My impression is one and no other Kinda-sorta your, Dr. Demento, had to come through and lap Dog the Organized instrumental We gon keep it on the track and the gristle This Express, hear the whistle? {train horn} Who them niggas changed the face of the game? And brought it back 5, Deuce, 4, Tre The alliance of elite emcees Attention, salute, at ease The world renowned, from here clean across seas Its the critically acclaimed, Dungeon Family We are now boarding, all seats and all rows But it aint no more tickets cause its a sold-out show Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express I Stank I can, I Stank I can, I know I can, I will The nigga B-I-G be knocking players off the field, for real Dungeon Family got my sword and shield To Campbellton, not Camelot, lets smoke a joint and chill Like four babies, and now you want the pill Used to be raw dawg but now you want the grill Seville flawless, so now you wanna drill And taking a groupie home is just like loving some roadkill Pimpin and panderin on a level you cant serve Dismantle, nouns, pronouns, adverbs, and verbs I spit the words of wordsmith, higher than a birds dick Sip-sip, sip-sip, Sippin on Some Syrup like Three 6 Engine Number 9 is on the grind Like ya molars when ya rollin, thats your back teeth bitin down Now open up and say it, the D to the Fs the greatest The talented town, continue to dream, your head has been deflated Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express Grab your ticket Come get wit it Trans DF Express, Trans DF Express

Hey, just touched down, been gone for awhile Tryna find you, where are you now? Ive been looking for you Come through, get you, riding out, well do Soon as I can find you, Ive been looking for you Hey, just touched down, been gone for awhile Tryna find you, where are you now? Ive been looking for you Come through, get you, riding out, well do Soon as I can find you, Ive been looking for you Let me give you one to grow on Me and you have been digging each other now for so long Like an archaeologist looking for our bones We used to do it to the slow songs Then our hormones would mix up from the sweat Cause I feel it drip drop from my pecs to your chest I send a text from the jet, just to get you slippery Memories of you soaking wet Thats the only time I might slip Then I slide between them thighs, she keeps it tight-lipped Like a vice grip, its so private Mums the word unless Im knee deep inside it Threes company not crowded, I get Cake, eat it too and apple pie Slices with the ice cream, icing, à la mode She inspires and excites me now you know Hey, just touched down, been gone for awhile Tryna find you, where are you now? Ive been looking for you Come through, get you, riding out, well do Soon as I can find you, Ive been looking for you Hey, just touched down, been gone for awhile Tryna find you, where are you now? Ive been looking for you Come through, get you, riding out, well do Soon as I can find you, Ive been looking for you Well heres a revolutionary idea Why dont we both stay home and if the doorbell goes ding-dong We can act like we not here Put them house coats on and take them right back off As a result, like we work at Ikea Test every piece of furniture to see if it is stable You wanna take it out on me then do it on the table Mmm! Blow to the head, its fatal Wait til, you get a load of me I aint joking, Dark Knight, Batman And Im poking that pussy-cat, woman Poke-it-man, baby gon push it back on me Hoping that maybe youll wake up in the morning And forget about it all, I hate to see you sad So if anybody call, tell em that youll let em know When we fall back to earth, go berserk, baby Come on in, Ive been looking for you Baby, where you been? No more wasting time, lets gone and get it in, get it in And I wont stop, dont stop, til I make that leg drop Yeah, they wanna follow in my footsteps But Imma go something like the Boogie Man, never forget that You musta fell down and bumped your cranium Been moving crowds, rock halls and stadiums Maybe Im one of the best youll ever meet The Greatest Show On Earth, B.I.G And Imma make you remember me I stay colder than December, B Mr. Freeze, only want to see her on her knees Throat pregnancies, are at a all time high, keep it sci-fi, wi-fi Always connected to muchacha, watch out bwoy The time flies by as the Cadillac glides Its the Return of the Jedi, niggas know better Antwan and André together Dungeon Family for the W, I-N Like Khaled, all we do is win, win Hey, just touched down, been gone for awhile Tryna find you, where are you now? Ive been looking for you Come through, get you, riding out, well do Soon as I can find you, Ive been looking for you Hey, just touched down, been gone for awhile Tryna find you, where are you now? Ive been looking for you Come through, get you, riding out, well do Soon as I can find you, Ive been looking for you I-I-I be on it, in and out it, in and out it In and out it, in and out it, went about it Like I owned it, dog it Gone it, dog and pony show Said my name repeatedly, repeated me Like Tony Toni Toné, Tony, Tony I know, I know, I know I said two too many Tonys I go, I go, I go, I’m not usually a morning Person, but certain skirts can makes me Pull back the curtain and let the sun burst in She searching for her Ken, Barbie Her skin makes my Berlin Wall fall down To the ground, now touché, hardly A one night stand, number on nightstand She ain’t gon’ never leave me hanging like an old white man But she don’t understand that I’m a fan of Steely Dan And she like everything that’s on the radio and I demand she change it

In the land of a million drums There is always something going on, on, on, on If you cant locate your thought off Might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home In the land of a million drums I catch a pattern that spit rings around you like Saturn Intergalatic tracks I make em like magstrulium This one for scooby, pass the doobie Imma do me one, do me one Only you clean over I pick up the mic and rock it while Im sober For the rated G exposure if you listen what Im tryin to told ya We fathers with seeds of our own Were talkin about sons and daughters boy, not roots and clones Now that the theory gone wrong An embryo with no soul Stuck in this green mini-van with my lungs in a chokehold Shaggy pass the boombastic Daphne said dont do that Freaky Fred smashed the gas and slammed us into traffic Now Scrappy wanna box and throw them bows So I had to sic the pitbull on him before he could pass one blow Scooby-doo, scooby-doo, scooby damn doo, scooby doo In the land of a million drums There is always something going on, on, on, on If you cant locate your thought off Might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home Woke up from a long night of hanging out with Shaggy Oh no, lost my last baggy of scoobie snackies Shaggy, wake up, weve been had Our Scooby snacks, they got the whole stash He said, Who, who? I dont have a clue I suspect the thirteen ghosts of Scoobie Doo Call Vincent Price up on the Nextel Tell him to send another package right through the mail In the meantime, Ima call Velma to tell her To get the Mystery Machine ready Im two-wayin Daphne and Freddy Me and Shaggy dressed in all black, strapped Dippin through the flash trying to get our stash back Rounding up suspects, collectin clues I got a question, where the hell is Scooby Doo when you need him? The hounds only found when you feed him In fact he probably got my sack Tell him holler back In the land of a million drums There is always something going on, on, on, on If you cant locate your thought off Might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home Break it down, break it down baby til the flow jumps off the ground Ooo break it down lookin over yonder til the walls come tumblin down Ooo, yes lord yaint gotta tell me two times but you know I know Ooo, break it down, break it down baby cuz I want yall all to know We rock the world In the land of a million drums There is always something going on, on, on, on If you cant locate your thought off Might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home I coulda got away with it, if it wasnt for ya meddlin kids

Hey, baby? Yeah? You know weve been together for a long time, right? Yeah.  Well, I got one question to ask you.  Yes? Will you marry me? Yes! Good, but I got one mo question.  Yeah? Will you sign a pre-numptual agreement? What?

Betta when ya young Swear ya betta when ya young Betta when ya young Swear ya betta when ya young Betta when ya young Swear ya betta when ya young Better when ya young Swear ya betta when ya young Ayy Im really out here, my nigga No responsibilities Fuck the consequences You cant tell me anything Nah, never ask permission Only ask forgiveness God is my witness Mama say Im oblivious, daddy think Im oblivious Driftin into oblivion Buddy back on his bullshit again Oh, how I wish I was a kid again Got a hard time with listenin Same problem with discipline Still gotta get my dividends Its so much adrenaline Head is spinnin, I know Ima sin again Betta when ya young Swear ya betta when ya young Betta when ya young Swear ya betta when ya young Its a fine line between love and hate, ya see Came way too late, and baby, Im on it Yeah, its a fine line between love and hate, ya see Came way too late, and baby, Im on it Cant worry bout what another nigga think Now thats liberation, and baby, I want it Baby, I want it Cant worry bout what another nigga think Now thats liberation, and baby, I want it Betta when ya young Swear ya betta when ya young Betta when ya young Swear ya betta when ya young Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Betta when ya young Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Forever young, yeah Swear ya betta when ya young

Lets go Woo Fresh, fresh Break it down Lets go, ayy Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey I may be young, but Im ready To give you all my love I told my girls you can get it Dont slow it down, just let it go So in love, Ill give it all away Just dont tell nobody tomorrow So tonight, Ill do it every way Speakers knocking til the morning light Cause we like to party, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Cause we like to party, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Cause we like to party You a bad girl, and your friends bad too We got the swag sauce, she drippin swagu You a bad girl and your friends bad too We got the swag sauce, she drippin swagu As a Black woman, I used to feel like the world wanted me to stay in my little box. And Black women often feel underestimated. And I wanted us to be proud of not only the show, but the process. Be proud of the struggle. Thankful for the beauty that comes with a painful history and rejoice in the pain. Rejoice in the imperfections and the wrongs that are so damn right. And I wanted everyone to be grateful for their curves, their sass, their honesty. Thankful for their freedom

Like Cleopatra got the masses at my feet Got a living dwell down on easy street Im the latest craze And if you stay a while Inevitably, you gone be biting my style In your later days Let me tell you what is fact and what is true I get high and that ain’t that much to do Im always in a daze That was just a dream I had Last night in my bubble bath Next to my wishing well Dont let the days of your life pass you by Get up, get out and do something) How will you make it if you never even try? Cant spend your whole life trying to get high ’Cause you and I have to do for you and I Whats been happening? How you doing? Where you been Im further behind now than I was back then Lost in some old maze Some years have passed me by All I want is to go get high Ill get it together some other day In my dreams I dwell Cause all my dreams are swell You would too If you could see them Thats what I know I gotta go Get up Get out and Masses at my feet Got a living dwell down on easy street Im the latest craze That was just a dream I had Last night in my bubble bath Next to my wishing well Dont let the days of your life pass you by Get up, get out and do something) How will you make it if you never even try? Cant spend your whole life trying to get high ’Cause you and I have to do for you and I

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 Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! K-I-L-L This is the name that came to alter the game Not like these rappers who spit it the same Separate lames from they chain My mind dont slack Im totally focused on beating up tracks Monsterous music to beat in your Lac 1000 watt amp with woofers in back Lean to da left if you burning a sac Baby got back and its in Baby Phat Pardon me dog 4 chasing the cat Im hittin all kittens meowing like that I like the front but Im loving the back I like to bite and Im hoping she scratch Escalade dipping Im holding the lane Mamas a scholar she blowing my brain Aint that the life? Snapping & Trappin and Rappin & Frappin all night Lil mamas a plumber she handling pipe Ill wit a pill she handle it right Like Iverson, the smallest thing on the team But the livest one Cocked loaded bust like a gun Yall better run, one, one! Thump, thump, thump, thump All in your trunk Grinding and hustling and getting at mine Swerving and token and grippin on pine Bump, bump, bump, bump All in your trunk Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers Crawl in your bunk How we gon stop How we gone quit Brand new shoes and socks on the Chevy I came through swerving like this Good wit the game, gutter fo show Ducking you lames and obstacles Dont get that ass in a hospital Wrapped in a cast from head to toe This boy he real! Racing those candy Sevilles through Dixie Hills My car do wheelies they drive on three wheels First round pick like Michael Vick Quarterback status throw passes at chicks Santana Moss When catching the ball Get it? Like Moss she catches the ball Perfectly tuned my engine dont stall And Im equipped with nitros yall Ready to rip, burn, roar! Ready to tear through your city and tour Took The Whole World and murdered that shit! Caught the beat running and dipped with that bitch! Later for now Im hustling hits Flipping my words like bricks, trick! New, new! That new-new! New-new for you-you! New-new for you-you! That new-new! That new-new! New-new for you-you! New-new for you-you!