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크레딧
실연 아티스트
Big Boi
리드 보컬
Preston Crump
베이스 기타
Donny Mathis
리드 기타
Chanz Parkman
건반
Camel
음원으로 샘플링된 아티스트
Dré
리드 보컬
작곡 및 작사
Antwan Patton
송라이터
David Sheats
송라이터
André "3000" Benjamin
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
OutKast
책임 프로듀서
David Sheats
프로듀서
John Frye
레코딩 엔지니어
Ralph Cacciurri
레코딩 엔지니어
Jason Rome
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Jason Stokes
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Neal Pogue
믹싱 엔지니어
Claudine Pontier
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
Brian Gardner
마스터링 엔지니어
Organized Noize
책임 프로듀서
L.A. Reid
책임 프로듀서
Babyface
책임 프로듀서
가사
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, did you hear that? Yeah, baby, I heard it, too
Look out the window, golly, the sky is electric blue
Mama Earth is dying and crying because of you
Raining cats and jackals all shackles disintegrate to residue
Silly mortals haven't a clue as to what the funk is going on
I'm on the telephone dialing the Dungeon ("Hello?")
This Dre, bring the MP and the SP
Meet me at the center of the Earth and travel carefully
Baby, grab the baby, 'cause baby, it ain't much time
Mama Earth is tossin' and turnin' and that's a sign
Omega nigga I.F.O.'s are landin' in Decatur
Hope I'm not over your head, but if so you will catch on later
Played the track, guess she could not take it anymo'
Rapin' her heavenly body like a ho, coochie so'
From niggas constantly fucking her, never loving her
Never showing appreciation, busting nuts in her face when they done
Who says good folks ain't supposed to die?
The sky is fallin', nobody ballin', they done gave back they guns
For some tickets to the playoffs, but the Hornets, they won
Nigga, we slum, kept all the guns, I gotta protect my family
I drove the biggest thing in the house 'cause I knew they'd try to ram me
But I'm stabbing, making my way on expressway the best way I know how
Up in the sky, east, west, no clouds
Him coming now, fuck that money now
I ask my honey how she feeling and, "Is Jordan okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, she chillin'"
We should be at the dungeon shortly, ain't nobody on they porch, see?
Approaching the final exit, I'm thinking I see four horsies
But I don't though, nigga you won't know until it's on ya
I put that on my dope boys from A-Town to California
All the weed smell like ammonia
But at the Dungeon I know they're smoking
Writing the raps and doing the beats to make this last recordin'
Fuck abortion, I got in the booth to run the final portion
The beat was very dirty and the vocals had distortion (-tion, -tion, -tion, -tion)
Who says good folks ain't supposed to die?
All's well, nothing's well
All's well, nothing's well
All's well, nothing's well
All's well, nothing's well
All's well, nothing's well
All's well, nothing's well
All's well, nothing's well
All's well, nothing's well
Writer(s): Andre Benjamin, David Sheats, Antwan Patton
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