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Outkast - Crumblin' Erb
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
Preston Crump
Preston Crump
Bass Guitar
Kenneth Wright
Kenneth Wright
Organ
Brandon Bennett
Brandon Bennett
Background Vocals
André 3000
André 3000
Vocals
Big Boi
Big Boi
Vocals
Isaac Hayes
Isaac Hayes
Sampled Artist
Patrick Brown
Patrick Brown
Background Vocals
Ray Murray
Ray Murray
Programming
Rico Wade
Rico Wade
Programming
Sleepy Brown
Sleepy Brown
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwan Patton
Antwan Patton
Songwriter
André "3000" Benjamin
André "3000" Benjamin
Songwriter
Patrick Brown
Patrick Brown
Songwriter
Ray Murray
Ray Murray
Songwriter
Rico Wade
Rico Wade
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Organized Noize
Organized Noize
Producer
Sean "Shy Boy" Davis
Sean "Shy Boy" Davis
Recording Engineer
Mark Hawley
Mark Hawley
Assistant Engineer
Jonnie "Most" Davis
Jonnie "Most" Davis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yes sir, let me dig into yo' brain, folks fallin', like rain Property got me sellin' thangs, guess I'm gon' explain Jane is rolled up, no gangs be throwed up But, still André got action, they sweat like Keith, all on my teeth I take it upon myself to handle mine, thinkin' that you Got sample to do this, have you shot, I thought you knew this I'm crumblin', no time for fumblin', sellin' my sacks, watchin' my back Wettin' 'em up like splish, leavin' 'em in a splash Of blood, the clock is tickin', n* from my block is missin' I'm puttin' it down, like it be hot, before we all get shot Got only so much time in this bastard Better be claimin' broke, but I'll be sayin', they procrastinatin' Settlin' for less, bet' be ready when they roll up in your nest, and Sink one in your chest, and you's gone, up outta here for good Y'all be bobbin' back and forth, to let me know you understood Yeah, what's up? There's only so much time left in this crazy world I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb N* killin', n* they don't understand (that's the master plan) I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb So, check me out, see Once in a while when n* be tryin' to test me, I get frisky Grab a pint of golden whiskey, then they swing, but shit they missed me, huh? I'm gettin' nice with them thangs, because, I do like that you heard me on the radio And yes, my man, I'm true to that I run my lyrics, the way y'all wanna hear 'em And shoot my dice, like it's the brick, the way that wall done flicks 'em N*, so ring around the roses, diamonds around my neck from flexin' But, I'm runnin' n* over, like a '94 Lexus Ten millimeters count 'em, n*, fuckin', I see ya I added a millimeter for y'all, n* doin' crimes and bye-bye Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, sayonara suckers I flipped the script and turned the page, ain't scared of you m* Be boppin' shots, like them hoes be poppin' coochies And I still will be spreadin' bullets, like them freaks be spreadin' cooties So, look here n*, I'm huntin' Red October I said my shit and ran my lyrics, and now my verse is over There's only so much time left in this crazy world I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb N* killin', n* they don't understand (that's the master plan) I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb (woh) Big Boi got a type of nugget, blunt box, it's empty That's where the herb be droppin', it's simply marvelous, time is tickin' But, some of that time, when I be layin' vocals in the Dungeon Sugar bear and Mon be smokin' ounces, like it ain't nuthin' It ain't shit, to take another hit, so hit it of the cannabis sativa Weed reefer, yeah smoke shit It's all day any till they label me, deceased So fire up another one, and smoke out, and fuck the world peace We, is gonna smoke out, until we choke out Like some merry men, cowards, I'll be buryin' Comin' around my shop with that, see n*?, you get nothin' Just like DJ do the cuttin', I'll be havin' your posse, duckin' nothin' but king shit I am askin', sucka can you hand That player with the pepper, throwin' salt off in yo' game Sprinkle, sprinkle, m* don't be cryin' on me That stuff, the cess be in my chest, until I'm chillin' in peace, yeah There's only so much time left in this crazy world I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb N* killin', n* they don't understand (that's the master plan) I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb Oh, shit now Comin' in, like two fat hoes, sittin' off on corn flakes Droppin' these thangs, like french fries in hot grease Big Gipp, Goodie Mob, P.A., OutKast The JOI, just to let y'all n* know Forever pimpin', never slippin', that's how it is That how it's gon' be, that's how it was in the past That's how it's gon' be in the futures, n* It's all day, err'day, so what you wanna do with it? Bring that shit on, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah There's only so much time left in this crazy world I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb N* killin', n* they don't understand (that's the master plan) I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb There's only so much time left in this crazy world I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb N* killin', n* they don't understand (that's the master plan) I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb There's only so much time left in this crazy world I'm just Crumblin' Erb, I'm just Crumblin' Erb
Writer(s): Raymon Murray, Andre Benjamin, Patrick Brown, Rico Wade, Antwan Patton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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