Piece by piece this comes together Sever your with the bad guys let the lies go If you wanna be a hoe go 'head and don't be a bitch represents and is led way no I'm not gay And really don't give a fuck what you doin Long as I the way For my GA warriors To come in packs to takin what we need To succeed you know what we do, on this road We gon' explode, now are you for this territory Makin our one big story to tell Reality amongst the youth, long as, breath is in my I got proof, I'm not If you scared, say you
Who's In this I'm Gipp, in second the mutant The third the Geechee, how many ways can you me? Now most be scully, went from clean to to shine, the season to rhyme Been down like brown, dirt to the ground Been lookin for love, now I bubble like Others sky high, while others were duds Live up on the hills, to escape the floods they change, like faces and names Went from to plain, from lame to flame Man down or not, man plans or Give a fuck what you think, we ain't out this spot And I'm out If you scared, say you
Yo, indent, I make intense sense Niggaz on Gil Scott dope (hint hint) At age fifteen they start Billy Clint' Now he's twenty-one and wants to where the time went Hey hey hey what's the Well see your time elapsed Have you ever thought of the meaning of the trapped Baboon on back, but what's sad is that crack Was to hispanic communities and blacks But then it spread to white and got everyone's undivided Cause your daughter is on it and you hide it your son tried it, rehab too crowded You scared, she scared, scared, I said They scared they to talk about it Bout it bout it it bout it bout it If you scared, say you
February 1st, 1975's my The player the B-O-I, was brought onto this Earth on I 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 So what y'all bruh? I protect my name and what we fought for Southernplayalistic ATLiens in your sock No lockjaw, we got raw shit and all the trimmings Even we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning The intro, the Goodie we kinfolk, nigga it's fin to off But now it's I lay low Cause I the track gon' cut off Psych, the track is bumpin pussies on some dykes So if you scared say you cause everybody can die tonight my heart don't pump no Slushee You my niggaz you touch me I blow up the micraphone Marilyn Manson, you can't hush me
Heat'll make anything Even Tyson, can get laid down, with this cause the name say Goodie, you take us for fools Out they rabbit ass mind, don't give me mine, I go off mines suckers to smithereens, we was never folks If we fell out over lil' cream Or let some soft legs come in our dreams We live like Kings, and die fuckin men I don't care how you roll, we can't be shut down Ain't no up shop, we already established You lap doggin, we boss men, don't beg for attention Keep wishin, heels clickin Paper champions, leavin with they feet Zap em for the pumpkin, at On the bunk, holla at me Six to the left, last one, can't turn over dirt on ya dead, devils, don't have enough to purchase my essence In da head, missin ounces, zip code, eight Suckas, I got they package But they still moo-moo, oink-oink And
The truth hurts, but you can't be of it So remember that, OutKast, Mo.B Still standin for somethin y'all fallin for nothin Stop dyin over this lil and lil paper We get this shit together our enormous You can deny the lie but you can't the truth You scared, you scared, say you