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1. _ The Whole World
andre 3000: yeah i'm afraid, like i'm scared as a dog/ but i got a new song/
And i want y'all to sing along, sing along/ see this is the way that we walk on
A sunny day/ when it's raining inside inside and you're all alone, all alone//
Hook: 'cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down/ and the whole
World loves it when you make that sound/ and the whole world loves it when
You're in the news/ and the whole world loves it when you sing the blues//
Andre 3000: take a little trip hater pack up ur mind/ look forward not behind
And you'll see what you find/ i caught a sucka dyin' cause he thought he could
Rhyme/ now if his mama is a quater, daughter must be a dime/ i gotta meet her,
Don't take no shorts i don't use abbreviation/ i don't even play the radio
Neither/ only if i need to know the sports or the weather/ i'm a cool type of
Brotha but yep/ your head i'll sever from the neck/ see ain't nothin changed
Hit the stage/ set a date sucka and battle we can engage/ i'll slice you, wife
You, marry you,
Divorce you/ throw the porsche at u is what i'm forced to do/ with my back
Against the wall, crack his back y'all/ naw it ain't went nowhere like heavy/
Hair with styling gel in it, throw a curl in it/ dread that nappy shit up and
Throw a shell in it/ whatever floats ur boat or finds ur lost remote/ and this
Is for them niggaz working at the airport/ who got laid off, i'll take my
Shades off/ if u look straight in my eyes you might still see a disguise/
'cause the whole, whole, world, world// hook// killer mike: player i grind, my
Focus is crime/ raw with the rhyme and i'm slick with da slime/ my words a
Diamond dug out my mind/ spit 'em, they polished, look how they shine/ glitter,
Glisten, gloss, floss/ i catch a beat running like randy moss/ ride dat bitch
Off, like a brand new horse/ i'm rolling my scones, gabbin' on moss/ mami, i'm
Coming, i hope u get off/ or rock your own boat like aaliyah than talk/ back,
Back and forth, forth/ get that sailor on course course/ make that track a
Corpse, corpse/ rap, r
Oll, utterly rocked with my mouth to the mic/ and my hand on my cock/ cadillac
Outkast just won't stop// hook // big boi: turn on the tv and everything
Looking dismal/ went in the bathroom medicine cabinet pepto bismo/ need it for
My stomach 'cause my tummy kinda aches/ like a junkie on withdrawl fresh up off
The plate/ wait, back to the enemy of the state/ is it the republican or
Democratic candidate/ debate, now even the black box holds the fate/ clueless
Like shaggy and scooby before commercial break/ hate, extreme prejudice?/ if u
Want to you can dub it to ur hit list/ i know you gon' to, we in this to
Replenish the musical wish list/ when it comes to this music we stay
Relentless/ pursuing all that's pursuable/ doing god willing all things that
Are doable/ only liable limitation is urself/ dre set it on the right and i set
It on the left// hook//
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2. _ In Due Time
Chorus
You just keep your faith in me
Don't act impatiently
You'll never get where you need to be
In due time
Even when things go slow
Hold on and don't let go
I'll give you what i ow
In due time
Verse one:
When that * be thinkin of cruisin'
The braves cap is to the side
Thinkin' the police gon' pull me over
With this * off in my ride
So i hide the brick of weed
Under the arm rest, under the leather
Thinkin' of startin ways
To make my life a little better
Then the dope peddler
Never pay no * taxes
Takin a chunk up out my check
And makin my rhymes just look like practice
Buyin' clothing, range roving
With my folks
Don't speak about the dirty south
My crew ain't bout no jokes
I know some people don't like the way we flow
Because they envy
They talkin bout they * my *
And that they could have been me
You lookin to be that butterfly
Without the caterpillar
Take your time and do it right
Cause you gon make it
I swear my
Or collapse 1
Falling a victim to your greed boy
Your looking to be big willie
But ou're still a seed boy
The information in my skull
Be pokin' some of ya'll on the shoulder
But on the other side of the fence
They got * breakin' boulders
For quick money
Bridge
Struggle is just a part of my day
Many obstachave 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're here in the 1st place
They can't believe because they ain't never seen your face
But even when you pray, the next day you gotta try
Can it wait 4 nobody 2 come down out the sky
You've got to realize that the world's a test
You can only do your best and let him do the rest
You've got your life, you've got your health
So quit procrastinating and push it yourself
You've got to realize that the world's a test
You can only do your best and let him do the rest
You've got your life, you've got your health
So quit procrastinating
Verse 2:
Who said good folks is not supposed to die
The same * that said * is not supposed to cry
United states giving out milk and cheese to pacify
I'm sure they got a cure 4 a.i.d.s., but yet it's classified
You wonder why i spit the truth and not 2 make no dough
To make a differencefo' this * up and blow
In piece, i could thinkof many reasons
Only when * is going bad you want to holla jesus
I pledge allegiance, they got my knuckles bleeding
From crawling , got these * thinkin they ballin'
When they isn't, don't take my word,
There's * off in prison
That will tell yo, that's locked up 4 a long time and won't sell you
No flex, so congregation will turn you text,
To the book of outkast, chapter 2, verse 1
The 1st 1, that make me jump up and make a joyful noise
You'se outkasted, meaning you now have a choice like that
Chrous
(repeat 2x)
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3. _ Phobia
Talking: the feeling of being 12 years old and waking up in the middle
Of the night and somebody in yo room. yo heart starts beating so fast
You can hear it pumping. the veins in yo temple pulsate as you stare at
The intruder. then after a few minutes you realize he ain't moving. so
Finally you let 'em hang and turn on the light and the killer turns into
Yo coat throwed over the chair.
The feeling of sitting at the red light early in the morning and two or
Three motherfuckers cross the street. yo senses heighten, reflexes
Sharpen vision's enhanced adrenaline flows as they rush across the
Street you leave the print from the heater grip in yo palm then yo heart
Rate and breathing drag back to normal as you realize these niggas just
Goin' to the store.
Many of us mistake phobia for true fear. whereas fear is a gift from
God to be used for self-preservation. phobia are obstacles strategically
Placed in society by opposers of positive existence. through
Stereotyping, innuendo, false documentation, and glorification they'll
Turn your fear switch to a permanent on. we can change this by changing
The small truth within' the lie. death is a small price to pay for
Respect. death is a small price to pay for respect. you know who it is.
You know what it is. peace out.
Verse 1: andre
In these troublin' times
A nigga like me be thinkin' of rhymes
That makes my quarters nickels
Plus my pennies and my dimes stack
Don't be lookin' for trouble it be finding me
Try turning the other cheek
I understand but never mind that
Yes sir guess the light is getting dim
At the end of the tunnel tried to hit me for my rims
I never thought thirty spokes
Could attract too much attention
I gotta protect my own therefore
I'm heated just like a kitchen
Full of pots and pan glocks in hand
Shots rung out like ringin' the bells
And then that sucker nigga ran
Damn, i never thought that it
Would come to this conclusion
The folks that throwed us
On them boats should be the one's i'm losin'
But naw we don't see it that way
In '94 this is the real no time for play play
Betta believe the playas on the loot
Need to get they head screwed on tight
When it really get down to the nitty grit
Who gone fight pipe down
'cause ain't no better time
To crank it up than right now
We gots to see rump crum down here
And i don't hear nobody disagreein'
Orga-no-i-z-e-mr. d.j. and me and big boi
Chorus
So don't spend yo whole life
Livin' it for the white
You got a 9 to 5 and now
You choose to live it right
You takin' yo ass to the army
'cause you scared of revolution
I'm writing everyday to stop that brain pollution
I got a baby on the way that stress is in my chest
I'm 18 years of age and black so i can picture less
I'm smokin' and drinkin' e'ryday
So play your fuckin' job
Educated and black i will resort to rob
Verse 2: big boi
See why in the muthafuck
Do niggas be acting up
Do they want me to grab my shit
And lettin' that pistol go ruck
See i be gettin' stuck and stuff
Havin' to knock a nigga out about my clout
That's not what it's about
See yes indeed i got that weed
Like daddy q be havin' them ounces
That nigga the b-i-g be chokin' 'em out
And then i bounces
I got that lyrical flow to make
A hoe pull up her skirt
I drunk that herk & jerk boi
Thinkin' of future things to work on
I got my fuck on and
Then i took my clothes off
Washed my nuts up in the sink
And then i got more nuts off
Cough it's time to be out
See bein' a pimp is bein' a pimp
I'm dirtier than the shit
On the back of a shrimp
Now ain't that foul
The way a nigga can spit that style
My nigga i spit it i did it
Now suckas need to quit it
'cause it's real
Chorus
Verse 3: big boi
Well it's that nigga that be
Wearing nautica v-necks
And polo sweats
I got some food up in yo thoughts
And that cess off in yo chest
See livin' up in the dungeon
Where we stayed in '93
See that nigga the b-i-g b-o-i
That be me
And when we rock it
Niggas be jocking just like ?
You snitch i fucked yo bitch
See and my niggas g'd that hoe
On the south side of camelton road
No slippin' in this pimpin'
She was just a horny toad
See i'm a mystery like the
Killing of michael jordan's father
Was steadily packin' the hoes
When i worked at foot locker
I'm gettin' higher than learning
Smokin' 'em up and then burning
East point is on the map
And now my clothes is hurtin'
Andre:
Now shit done got boring ass
Molin' when excess closed down
But niggaz kept sewin' shearin'
Stirrin' bein' the pharm assistant that missed
Of the folks but some people
Tend to joke about this
But it's really dead spirits
You can bet my lyrics
Now ya wonder why that we
Done stopped and got serious
Wantin' to know where i'm from
And where i need to be
Now that i know comfortable
Living give me meat
Can i get back ya wonder why we split back
Lure us into pitch black dark
But i sit back and spark
Another one to leave ya discombobulated
In that dust livin' in a world
Where in nobody do you trust
Then hush never became a major trade
But us in major trouble
'cause we made a too many mistakes
Off in the past
Thinkin' you could make it this world
And now we laugh 'cause it's all faults (chorus starts here)
Either way ya go ya gotta pay the cost of the mic wind
Chorus repeat (last line is changed to:
I'm hangin' with the g-o-o-d-i-e mob nigga yeah
Takin' you a li'l higher knowwhati'msayin' when you learnin' when you
Burnin' up that smoke so you can choke on my quotes
And get my * down yo throat you just don't understand
Youknowwhati'msayin' organized noize for '95 bitch!
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4. _ Sole Sunday (bonus)
[al pacino]
"i'll fight for you 'til the day i die"
[gipp]
Yeah.. yeah.. yo
Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope
Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak
Pull up, jump out, and then i strut for em
And if anybody got problems, i'ma cut for em
In this atmosphere now you can disappear smoke thick
Shells bail like tailbacks lookin for hoes
Drag my ass down the air like i care
Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an arab
Makin money off these breakdown slabs
We got this zone, get your own
Better move on before your folk get split, you won't forget
The df put it down, now get down, or sit down
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
[khujo]
I tackle my problems, never run from my foes
Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it didn't leave a sucka froze
Like he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose
On all fo's
You hit em high i hit em low, for this dough
Yo heart gon' bust out here, cause we comin full speed
We deep and take you lift you up off of your feet
At the lift, of the glass, sippin victory
Clean cut but i stay dirty
Uhh, you play fair, i teach
I spot this pig in yo' face like you never stopped eatin pork
Or beast, ?? ??
Tenacious on his grill, uhh, all-pro hall of famer
With no fears, blood sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
[andre]
The rich boy got it bad cause he is rich
The po' boy got it bad cause he is po'
The bad boy got it bad cause he won't grow
The good gul got it good cause she got game
It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered lame
Same like mechanics do it, baby who need her buick
Repaired don't have no knowledge of what a brake shoe is
Make woo it, turns a nigga, sperm it tickle
We wiggle, ?? emotions like dill pickle
In autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes
Make a left on nothingness cause that's where i'm at
Cold as summer, i got yo' number, you got my number
Let's add em, see what we come with maybe we can slumber
Like uhh, babies in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh
Dolphins and whales, uhh, the smartest ones, so
Nothing you can do can be new up under the sun
Depending what sun you live under you can be the one on
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
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5. _ Everlasting
Andre:
Now sittin' in the bathtub listening to the isley
Brothers and others outside my door want to despise me
Reminds me that everyone ain't cool the world is jealous
Never could understand when my momma use to tell us
"don't take your food outside around your friends
Unless you got enough to feed the neighborhood"
The play has just began, follow me now
Act 1 scene 2 the date 1/1/96 the time i don't know
Mood disturbed, ray goes on to say they trying to get over
Like them niggas with the blinker on, i got my thinker on
So i'm like word, how every you want to act is fine
That is real as fishing raw i might be kissing god
But i'm still in the bathtub so if you got cattle you best be fasting
For 7 days and 7 nights we everlasting
? on a quest to get my class ring just from them fhite wolks
I will if it's the last thing
I do
Hook:
Everlasting
Talking:
Yeah, slick knowhati'msayin'? i'm gonna tell you like this. just cause i
Live the apartment don't mean you can keep puttin' notes under my
Windshield i tell you shortie gonna bust your ass about that shit.
Big boi:
Hey y'all hey y'all hey y'all hoes
Back up in this bitch rippin' tracks like i'm suppose
Tommy and ralph lauren don't like niggas to wear they clothes
Where your proof at? who's that? talking shit like those
Keepin' the rumors up, i wish i lived in a fuckin' cage
I ride the streets in lexus all these hoes wanna be saved
Go to college get a job because all you want to do is shake
I use to hit club niggas but i gave taht shit a break
Just like maaco, waco, burn it to the ground
I bet you eatin' pork when your partners ain't around
Backdraft things are shaft slapping these hoes
Just like he's suppose to, quote you
"big boi is the pimp ass nigga that formed you"
Like pottery, sloppily playin' hoes the lotteries
Outkast did the dirt and now you swear your shit is poppin' see you bit
Beats, we makin' hits so give me your flag back
I'm living in the swats so you may call me daddy fatsack
Yeah you know what i'm sayin'? like this. everlasting
Hook
Big boi:
One in a million men passing the j off in the culture
Don't y'all smoke a couple of pounds and get tore up y'all
And tear the devil headquarter down to the grizzound
Is how we hti house and puff a couple of good pounds
Of good weed, peewee, my nigga little beewee
We need a 50 box of phillies and some bouncin' titties
From the magic the flame niggas too is sharin' sequals
Never payin' for no pussy
You can shake it you can keep it to your self hoe
Andre:
You left your morals at the door, when you steeped in crept in
Nigga this baby is at the beach so now you wondering
Why your nigga done bust you in the fore, head
Ain't no respect there so you just assed out like breech
Delivery slivery got you swung on these types of things
Go on from here to bornhome to london
England, wall street to y'all street
Sometime i get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat
But i'm back on it
Because we last forever sound good don't it?
Rattling in your trunks like fambu and the component
Said that's it, man fuck that shit
On and on and on and i'm out
Hook
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6. _ Roses
[Verse One - Andre 3000]
Caroline! Caroline! All the guys would say she's mighty fine
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, even though, even though
You'd need a golden calculator to divide, to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
[Chorus- Repeat 2x]
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-hoo-hoo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-hoo-hoo
[Verse Two - Andre 3000]
Caroline! Caroline! See she's the reason for the word "bitch" "bitch"
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
And also trying to physch up somebody like that
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
And crash, crash, crashhh into a ditch (just playin)
She needs a golden calculator to divide, to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
well she's got the hottest body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Shorty, would you call me?"
She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?" I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom I wanna see your support bra not support you!
Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough get so low
Bitch, you ain't that fine No way.. no way.. no way
[Repeat 2x]
Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy Bitch
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7. _ Sole Sunday
[al pacino]
"i'll fight for you 'til the day i die"
[gipp]
Yeah.. yeah.. yo
Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope
Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak
Pull up, jump out, and then i strut for em
And if anybody got problems, i'ma cut for em
In this atmosphere now you can disappear smoke thick
Shells bail like tailbacks lookin for hoes
Drag my ass down the air like i care
Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an arab
Makin money off these breakdown slabs
We got this zone, get your own
Better move on before your folk get split, you won't forget
The df put it down, now get down, or sit down
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
[khujo]
I tackle my problems, never run from my foes
Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it didn't leave a sucka froze
Like he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose
On all fo's
You hit em high i hit em low, for this dough
Yo heart gon' bust out here, cause we comin full speed
We deep and take you lift you up off of your feet
At the lift, of the glass, sippin victory
Clean cut but i stay dirty
Uhh, you play fair, i teach
I spot this pig in yo' face like you never stopped eatin pork
Or beast, ?? ??
Tenacious on his grill, uhh, all-pro hall of famer
With no fears, blood sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
[andre]
The rich boy got it bad cause he is rich
The po' boy got it bad cause he is po'
The bad boy got it bad cause he won't grow
The good gul got it good cause she got game
It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered lame
Same like mechanics do it, baby who need her buick
Repaired don't have no knowledge of what a brake shoe is
Make woo it, turns a nigga, sperm it tickle
We wiggle, ?? emotions like dill pickle
In autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes
Make a left on nothingness cause that's where i'm at
Cold as summer, i got yo' number, you got my number
Let's add em, see what we come with maybe we can slumber
Like uhh, babies in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh
Dolphins and whales, uhh, the smartest ones, so
Nothing you can do can be new up under the sun
Depending what sun you live under you can be the one on
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
[outkast]
Sunday mornin, makes me feel
So godly, pardon me, if i shake your soul..
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8. _ Neck Uv Da Woods
[intro - mystikal]
This is, mystikal and outkast
I'm representin
[mystikal]
I'm not for the big bucks, no way miss god dammit
You can't stand it!
Make em feel the impact and i ain't even in miami
Handlin with my man 'nem in atalanta
And they play me cuz they know i bring the kinda shit you feelin
As i'm sayin it
I'm like the nba sore thumb on pawn shop tech nine,
Bitch i'm known for jammin
Smoke mary, mary, mary
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad vocabulary
I bust through, intrude, move through distractions
Withstand hits and blows don't lose no traction
I threw a round off flip flop flip flop back at em
If a nigga comin clown then i'm going get the cannon
And the get god back
Knuckle up boy, don't be no fucked boy
Me and guillotine we run some niggas in a big truck boy
Run flat boy, run that boy
Bitch where i'm a send you you can't come back boy
I bring flames to a four alarm fire
I wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the dryer
I hit the door, i'm blowin him like southern band
And they always tryin to find something to say about the brother man
I invent em flip em and send em
Rhymes set you jumped like i poured king cobra over ya
Guess what, this is a stick up
Give me back my shit before i start pickin bricks up
Garbage mc's better run for it
Don't come this way cuz you can't walk on this side of the yard, (?)
And respect me for takin it to em
So expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the woods
Yeah, like that, ha ha, yeah yeah yeah
Mystikal and outkast, ha ha
[hook - dre] x 2
If it don't bump off in the club you can't rock
If it ain't 808 in the trunk it ain't knock
If you round our neck of the woods you better stop
Cuz the people on the block gonna show you where to drop, ahhhh
[big boi]
All a the heat rise to the beat wise
To that nigga that spit that street fire
Mystikal, andre and big boi takin em out of the park like mark mcgwire
Sosa, you so so, you brown and small like toto
You're bitch made like dorothy
You belong in a soroioty, i'm a call you cocoa
Like candy, go sing a song with brandy
But rhyming and double timing, what is you sayin g?
I take my thirteen shot i pray my style is drunken
And you know we doin the big beat oh hell yeah it's gonna be bumpin
Givin you somethin to beat the block with, meet the cops with
My stamina's incredible so sucka don't try to stop this
The d-u-n-g-e-o-n family, merrily
Life is but a dream, i mean a nightmare cuz it's scarin me
But i live, gotta give one double o percent above the rest yeah
That daddy fat sacks gon burst, and you know that, yeah
Yeah know that east point never stop like that
All the way to decatur
[hook] x 2
[dre]
Hey, what's your name?
Andre 3000, the year to fear is already here
Must look beyond, sounds from the center of the sun
Reason for a gun, only one
Strong believer in self-preservation
Aahhhhh, oof!
In the state of confused
City of forgotten fate, county of the blues
Street address generation x avenue
But generation y high to the point that i drink
Runnin on a new one
Walkin in my silver boots, need a shoe horn and some church socks
What if i told you that even if you made clocks?
Stops, time rewinds, see what he finds
Then re-arrange and change things that's on your mind
Would you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter?
Would you holler that i'm live and ask another?
Or take no heat and run for cover?
[hook] x 3
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9. _ Benz Or Beemer
* also available on some copies of the goodie mob single "cell therapy"
{"it all started at an accident scene on bankhead and ash street.
It's not clear if the suspect caused it; it is clear he wielded
A hammer and told ..... to get out of his car."}
Verse one: big boi, andre
Yeah, yeah check it
From alligator belts to patty melts i be that smoothest nigga
So hwo do you figga that atlant don't 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 niggaz who jack
Niggaz ain't takin that shit no mo' they got big benz and cadillac
My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be startin now?
I'm pissin up on jeffrey's dahmer grave that cracker was foul
Too close for comfort, too close to home
Too close to be playin yo ass so hey why don't you get yo' 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 ain't enough to go around
But keep on holdin on like goodie mob cause it's a better day tomorrow
That's all i can say, can't tell the future
Tomorrow's another day but today, they just might shoot you
For your ride, fuck your pride, hah better be out your seat
Quick and snappy with a happy face before you bleed
Ask me, if that material shit is worth yo' life
I don't know about yours but if so you smokin pipes right
Verse two: andre, big boi
Deep in the dungeon for these many months
Amongst the dungeon dragon as we pass around dem blunts
Had to cut it out like cheers, but for years i used to burn em
Gettin deep 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 session cause i can't remember the due
I guess, i feel that gettin a benz is out of the question
The world is yellin hootie hoo but in my pockets nuthin but
Gum and lint, to sum the shit, of i'm broke
Nothin but hope, so big boi, tell em what you toke
I'm travellin up to jersey with four keys off in my trunk
And thinkin of startin the ways to get that motherfucker krunk
See yes i be that nigga that with that sess off in my chest
Smokin and tokin them token blacks, that wanted to test
See strong niggaz survive and the weak niggaz they die
I never fuck no white bitch, i stop eatin that pig sty
Be activatin that lo-jack cause the fleetwood has been stolen
Campalton road is open, the b-i-g has spoken
Cause it's like this
Verse three: big boi, andre
I got these thoughts, similar to the ones that call in the wild
Up in the benz is where i be doin about a hundred miles
The world is fucked up how these niggaz be drivin drunk
Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in your trunk
To me the cards is not belong i use that strong arm robbery
Robbin spree, look at me, w-m-b
Backwards, takin you to the cha cha with these verses
Comin around the projects make you sleep off in dem hearses
I got a word of wisdom, for those who must be zest
You'll be needin a physical therapist, cause you can't fuck with this
While you sat down by the seashore thinkin about some seashells
I was around the corner from clemson hills thinkin about the v-12
But maybe not for long because i just done seen the light
I'm packin my screwdriver so see i'm gon' be alright
Just moving the steering wheel side to side like a slalom
Now i ain't got no problem i'm just breakin the steerin column
I spot him, in the middle of the marta parkin lot
I'm hearin a voice in the back of my head yellin "andre stop!"
But do i stop, naw i figure it's a come up
But now i'm goin down cause the folks wanna run up
Damn!!!
{"these days, the best way to deal with a car jacker
Is to simply give them what they want."}
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