Yo, this is my story, this is my song And to them rudypoots don't attempt to try this at home It's just a poem until y'all learn right from wrong...
Yo, this is my story, this is my song And to them rudypoots don't attempt to try this at home It's just a poem until y'all learn right from wrong Know when to bless a situation, when to grab the chrome But it's back on, another stormy night in Atlanta, Georgia Overcast, but on behalf of Outkast, I cordially Invite you to an emotion filled theater Bring your umbrella cause young fella it gets no weirder [Chorus] We reign, reign supreme, preme, dungeon, dungeon kings Do you know what it brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole Chonkyfire, spliced with rock n'roll indubitably, piper pied Now hold on my brother no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride You are now about entering the fifth dimension of ascension Our only intention is to take you high High, yeah, yeah my lord [Big Boi] To make one bob they head would be the track job Tour job's to spit that fire Some of y'all MC's take this rhyming for granted I won't comply With that slacking, popping and cracking 4th ward way we snapping They won't that hardness that oddness that gets a n***a to start this What's happening, see if do what yo won't do today boy Will I live tomorrow like you can't even live cause you strayed Motivational skills lacking, when I see you n***a packing Understand that though, you behind a $75,000 car do' But you still stay with mom though playing the King like Don doe You chocked up, you was the n***a that supposed to be locked up Makin them thick Hip Hop is dead, exhume the body if you ain't scared And if I see you in the streets I'd dap you down like you was Greg [Chorus]
writers: ANDRE BENJAMIN, ANTWAN PATTON
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