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[Intro]
Ghosts and goblins run amuck
In the caverns of rhine
Slinging petty corruption
The seventh sign!

[Hook]
Yeah!!!!!!!
Give to you and I do what it takes!
To give it to you!
Wars, wars!

[Big Boi]
Step into the realms of space where nobody goes
Only the baddest motherfuckers are the ones that are chose!
Some of the coolest individuals on the planet we said
Best believe that we can buck or give a damn if we cared!
No collision supervision but my family is here
Now my mama taught my niggaz that was under the stairs
One of those who chauffeured life and then was unprepared
But my hunger is the thought that no wonder it can t be smothered
Or buttered up, buttercup, melt your sauce
You a Chucky Cheese bouncer chumpin off the boss
What I m trying to tell you now is that you re softer than soft
And I m sick as a cough, did I mention it s raw?
Your predicaments flaw
Flaw means fucked up and serving out the oven not fried, slow roast
No coast, tuck your tail and hide!
You scared?

[Hook]

[Killer Mike]
I officially do it with duns on tour
We lock down traps, push caps galore
My wiz cook work til it scale like fish
My old earth even known to handle biz
I serve whipped, out of whips, whip out cash
Usually keep a G packed under the dash
Try to test my gangsta, I bring harm
I m as slick as Freeway Rick and Nicholas Barnes
My Uptown Nikes hold caps and cheddar
My waistline hold a 4-pound Baretta
I ll shoe lace your face just to learn you better
My ox so sharp it cut through leather
My rap name Killer, my street name Skunk
I mastered the music that was born in the Bronx!
I switch my slang spit from my mouth
I m still all coast my coast the South!!!

[Hook]

Tekst :

[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!

Tekst :

Peep what I say
Everyday--the sun sets just like clockwork
Put the glock to work
And puttin the body to standstlls
Man it kills me
Taking that life is like taking a shit
Hit or miss--niggas are playing God
Trying to rob and steal
That s why ya gotta guard ya grill
Like a barbecue--cause them harming you
Are just like honeybees swarming you
Vocally arming you was my responsibility
It s killing me--thinking that all these niggas
See they fly shit--thinking they steven segall an
Balling--falling to the wayside when ya try to call
I ve fallen--when we was little nappy headed niggas in the projects
But now they carjacks, wait on income tax and unsafe sex
They get the tecs to flex--like solo for tha lo-lo
Smoke same thing no-no--not this time
Niggas around my way can rhyme
So fuck that country shit--we done a bunch of shit
And yes ya heard of this--out of this world like E.T.
Coming across ya T.V.
Extraterrestrial--straight from ATL.

(Know what I m saying--Like that--Yeah)

[Chorus:]

Out of this world
Are you alien?
[repeat 3x]

Out of this world.......

[Andre:]

Right now I m smiling
Taking advantage of this moment
Cause there might not be another soon
Holding on to memories like roller coaster handle bars
tightly cause I m slightly off my rocker--But to you
I may appear to be your average joe
But little do you know
that even joe got problems that he gots to joust with
Floating in this game of life
Despite how out of place you may feel
In this race oh you just can t quit
Ain t that a bitch--that being heat
I m on the beat like cops
Only cultivate the stable dirt when I skeet my drops
No concentrating knocking other niggas out the box
Why?--Cause in a sense
See we all be kind of fly
Just can t be scared to spread your wings
Head to better things
Maybe the mockingbird and nightengale
they want to sing--keeping this thing alive
To the table s what we bring
We like hailstorms and blizzards in the middle of the spring
Extraterrestrial

(Out of this world--Things like that--Yo)

[Chorus]

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