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I had thought i heard u laughin, talkin trash
Bitch, whats happenin
Start shit but dont take it
Pull it out, put it on your ass
Some of y all niggaz still got the game fucked up this year
But I ain t gonna have it
Tryna talk about anotha muthafucka on a record
And the bitch aint got no cabbage
Hopin somebody can tell me whats wrong with this picture
Dont think you can put out whateva you want
And I aint gonna come back in the bitch and come getcha
Imma find out where ya hang at
Where ya old lady live and what time you be there
Go scope out ya ride
Follow ya to work and bring that heat
Duck and whooo! from this fuckin fool
Monkey see, monkey do nigga
So you cant be the man right chea too
Theres none afta this
Not anotha livin M.C. as hazardous
And as talented and handsome, ghetto fabulous
Keep em off my back
Wheneva they comin I bring that double
In a minute y all niggaz dont show no love
Its gonna be trouble
These niggaz here get ya name bent
Washed up anybody yall sent
Gotta watch these niggaz, they get outta line
I put em in they place every time they nut up
Gotta stop em from spreadin them lies
Bust em in they mouth and make em shut up
Get up! Come here!
Neva seen me cut up, ya must not be from here
Im four and none here
Dont have me to bring up the shit I ve done here
Reach blazin temperatures
So please come wit ya sun gear
Whoop the sleeves off of muthafuckas that try to run in here
Serious look on my face
And a boot in my mouth and balled up fists
These niggaz dont want my trouble
But its too late for em, gotta accept this shit

[Chorus:]
(Tryna sound like me)
U would if U could nigga
U would if U could
(Tryna be like me)
U would if U could nigga
U would if U could nigga
(You wanna do what I do?)
U would if U could nigga
U would if U could nigga
(You wanna take my style?)
U would if U could nigga
U would, but U cant, so U aint!

From the moment that i slid in the door
They know I m back cuz you can hear it in the floor
But afta I rap bitches aint feelin it nomore
Wanna talk that shit, betta kno what to come with
If you jump in the water
Then ya ass betta throw up before i start ballin
And if you eva fuck with what I be recording
Imma flush you down the toilet
And if you eva come at me wrong with a mike
Imma throw you in the gutter
I cant be scared these niggaz
And they disrespect me cuz im from New Orleans
We dont play that shit
When these niggaz and they really want me to get started
Make it painful cuz I dont think so
I be bustin til I cant
Thats what I where that tank for
Hittin with the speed of Roy Jones Jr.
And the strength of Iron Mike Tyson
Triflin, exciting, well precise
And I gotta let em know that I still been right
You talk on me strong
Just cuz I m rich dont mean that it dont sound hungry
Count if you wanna
Hope you think cuz you little I wont jump on ya
You betta remember that
When you be droppin that bullshit
You lucky I m in a good mood right now
But I m lettin you know how it could get
If I was the preacher
Yall niggaz would run when I step off the pulpit
If I was you I d leave me alone
Cuz bitch I aint nothin to fool with
But if it is on ya mind
You got somethin to prove, then go head and do it
I get so vivid
I wouldnt be able to make a better picture if I could
You understand my platinum
Then fuck up my raps, semi tracks
No matter wheter kickin a verse or smokin a sack
I ll fuck over you, yea
I m makin a habit of hurtin they head and bustin they ass
Fuckin they woman and takin they spotlight, makin em mad

Tekst :

[Intro - Mystikal]
This is, Mystikal and Outkast
I m representin

[Mystikal]
I m not for the big bucks, no way Miss God Dammit
You can t stand it!
Make em feel the impact and I ain t even in Miami
Handlin with my man nem in Atlanta
And they play me cuz they know I bring the kinda shit you feelinas I m sayin it
I m like an NBA (?) thumb on pawn shop tech nine, bitch I m know forjammin
Smoke merrily merrily merrily
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad vocabulary
I bust through, intrude, move through distractions
Risks and hits and blows don t lose no traction
I threw a round of flip flop flip flop back at em
If a nigga comin clown then I m going get the cannon
And the get God (?)
Knuckle up boy, don t be no fucked boy
Me and Guillotine we run some niggas in a big truck boy
Run flat boy, run that boy
Bitch where I m a send you you can t come back boy
I bring flames to a four alarm fire
I wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the dryer
I hit the door, I m blowin him like southern band
And they always tryin to find something to say about the brother man
I invent em flip em and send em
Rhymes get you jumped like I pulled (?) over ya
Guess what, this is a stick up
Give me back my shit before I start pickin bricks up
Garbage mc s better run for it
Don t come this way cuz you can t walk on this side of the yard, (?)
And respect me for takin it to em
So expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the woods
Yeah, like that, ha ha, yeah yeah yeah
Mystikal and Outkast, ha ha

[Hook - Dre] X 2
If it don t bump off in the club you can t rock
If it ain t 808 in the trunk it ain t knock
If you round our neck of the woods you better stop
Cuz the people on the block gonna show you where to drop, ahhhh

[Big Boi]
All a the heat rise to the beat wise
To that nigga that spit that street fire
Mystikal, Andre and Big Boi takin em out of the park like Mark Mcgwire
Sosa, you so so, you brown and small like Toto
You re bitch made like Dorothy
You belong in a soroioty, I m a call you Cocoa
Like candy, go sing a song with Brandy
But rhyming and double timing, what is you sayin G?
I take my thirteen shot (..?..) my style is drunken
And you know we doin the big beat oh hell yeah it s gonna be bumpin
Givin you somethin to beat the block with, meet the cops with
My stamina s incredible so sucka don t try to stop this
The D-U-N-G-E-O-N Family, merrily
Life is but a dream, I mean a nightmare cuz it s scarin me
But I live, gotta give one double O percent above the rest yeah
That (..?..) gon burst, and you know that, YEAH!
Yeah know that East Point never stop like that
All the way to Decatur

[Hook] X 2

[Dre]
Hey, what s your name?
Andre 3000, the year to fear is already here
Must look beyond, sounds from the center of the sun
Reason for a gun, only one
Strong believer in self-preservation
Aahhhhh, OOF!
Hit that state up in views
City of forgotten fate, County of the blues
Street address Generation X Avenue
But Generation Y high to the point that I drink
Runnin on a new one
Walkin in my silver boots, need a shoe horn and some church socks
What if I told you that even if you made clocks?
Stops, time rewinds, see what he finds
Then re-arrange and change things that s on your mind
Would you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter?
Would you holler that I m live and ask another?
Or take no heat and run for cover?

[Hook] X 3

Tekst :

The Bitch x6
The bitch been
Chorus: O´Dell
(Mystikal)
The bitch been sleepin´ with me
(the bitch)
The bitch been sleepin with me
(the bitch been)
Mystikal
I woke up this morning, dick rock hard
this time I had scratches on my back
Agghh, lipstick on my draws
cause me and the bitch from down the street been creepin´
I beat that pussy like a heathin´
and she keep my beeper beepin´
don´t repeat this
the whole while we was sneakin´ I was cheatin´
Shhh, its a secret
my lady wanna try to kill me to find out where I was sleepin´
I guees the fuck she can´t find out
come on hoe hurry up and put on your mutherfuckin´ clothes
look bitch we got to dine out
she ? me locks, give me knots
put on your draws and your socks
she make unannounced frequent stops
it wouln´t be nothin pleasent if she catch us
or find them dirty love letters
or them pictures of you in sexy teddies
she knows its heavy breathin when we finish
legs and shit gonna be numb
and you gonna be so ?
find your mutherfuckin´ earings and fix yo hair
come on lets bounce up out this motherfucka before
Michael, you in there
Chorus
Mystikal
I didn´t want to get into it
get involved
I know you know thats that same broad from them late night phone calls
but I swear darlin, I done begged that bitch to stop callin´
come on don´t look at me like that
it ain´t that way at all
besides shit we ain´t married I ain´t got nothin´ to hid
if I´de a fucked I could´ve told ya
she said ya ain´t gotta lie
just for your information I walked down the street on the side
when you and that bitch was gettin´ outa dodge
I already found out you´s a rapper so I should´nt be suprised
I guess I had to see it with my own two eyes
I said what the hell, F.B.I.
she a spy
girl pull that fuckin´ skin back and call me circumsized
she said yea you make me laugh but you make me cry
and I done put up with shit, them trifflin hoes and I´m tired
I said what you tryin´ to say
she said I would just let you slide but I got my pride
I love you Michael but this is goodbye
you all know why
Chorus
Mystikal
and being that I´m happily unmarried with no attachments
a black bachelor with cabbage
bitches be throwin´ pussy at me
baby you nasy
but put your number in my bepper and I´ll pick you up Saturday
she said Saturdays bad I´m off Sunday
I said Sunday I gotta got to the studio
I´ll hook up with you Monday
she said damn honey Monday I´m a have my Son
and Tuesday I got an appointment at the salon to get my hair done
I said shucks it aint no thing
baby handle your biz
I ain´t got no chil´ren but Mystikal love the kids
she said thats cool I´m free Wednesday where you live
I´ll get my girlfriend to drop me off over there and thats what she did
but she pulled up with a fine ass friend
she said my girlfrien gotta go to the bathroom bad
I said go on in
but I´m go in there with ya
show you where
made that old girl stay down stairs
while we went upstairs
yall know damn well the bitch freind been sleepin´ with me
Chorus

Just for spite
Every day, every night
You still wonder, you wonder
From the ashes I rise
by the roll of the dice
You ll go under, go under

You never realized
I m back here to stay
like a fungus...

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Uh…uh…uh

Oh why we can’t touch the sky?
There’s no reason why
You hurt my heart.
Oh why you will make me blue?
It’s just me and you
And no one else.
Please don’t believe what they’re telling about me.
I love you, my babe, can’t you see?

Seven days...

What you feel
Are your needs
All you want
Is to be loved

Pain!...Love!...Pain1

But you can give
Someone else
The same love
That you want

Pain!...Love!...Pain1
Pain!...Love!...Pain1

Come and take my pain
And...

How heavy the sky was outside of my windows
And from the inside I watched it go by
With all that I ve got to reach back to remember
The things I fought, so hard with each thought
Then your voice returns until every word burns...