Verse 1:
(Andre)
Yeah I'm afraid
Like I'm scared as a dog
But I've got a new song
And I want y'all to sang along
Sang along
See this is the way that we walk on a sunny day
When it's rainin' inside
An' you're all alone
All alone
Yeah
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'Cause the whole world loves it when you don't get down
And the whole world loves it when you make that sound
And the whole world loves it when you're in the news
And the whole world loves it when you sang the blues
Verse 2:
(Andre)
Take a little trip
Hater pack up yo' mind
Look forward not behind, then you'll see what you find
I caught a sucker dyin' 'cause he thought could rhyme
Now if his momma is a quarter daughter must be a dime
I gotta meet her
Don't take no shorts
I don't use abbreviation
I don't even play the radio neither
Only if I need to know the sports or the weather
I'm a cool type of brother
But yep, your head I'll sever
From the neck
See ain't nuthin' changed, hit the stage
Set a date sucker, in battle we can engage
I'll slice you, wife you, marry you, divorce you
Throw the Porsche at you
Is what I'm forced to do
Wit my back against the wall
Crack his back y'all
Naw, it ain't went nowhere like heavy hair wit stylin' gel in it
Throw a curl in it
Dread that nappy shit up
Throw a shell in it
Whatever floats your boat or finds your lost remote
And this is fo' them niggas workin' at the airport
Who got laid off
I take my shades off
If you look straight in my eyes, you still might see a disguise
Because the whole, whole, world, world
Chorus
Verse 3:
(Killer Mike)
Player I grind
My focus is crime
Raw with the rhyme
I'm slick with the slime
My words are diamonds dug out a mine
Spit 'em, polish, look how they shine
Glitter, glisten, gloss, floss
I catch a beat runnin' like Randy Moss
Ride that bitch off like a brand new horse
I'm rollin' my stones
Gather no moss
Mami I'm comin' I hope you get off
Or rock your own boat like Aaliyah then talk
Back, back, forth, forth
Get that sailor on course, course
Make that track a corpse, corpse
Rap, roll, utterly rocked
Wit my mouth to the mic and my hand on my cock
Cadillac, OutKast just won't stop
Chorus
Verse 4:
(Big Boi)
Turn on the TV and everything is lookin' dismal
Went in the bathroom medicine cabinet Pepto-Bismal
Need it for my stomach cause my tummy kinda aches
Like a junkie on withdrawal
Fresh up off the plate
Wait
Back to the enemy of the state
Is the Republicans or Democratic candidate
Debate
Now even the black box hold the fate
Clueless like Shaggy and Scooby befo' commercial break
Hate, extreme prejudice
Let's dismiss this
If you want to you can dub it to your hit list
I know you gon' to
We in this to replenish yo musical wish list
When it come to this music
We stay relentless
Pursuing all that's pursue-able
Doing God's willing all things that are do-able
The only liable limitation is yourself
Dre set it on the right
And I'll set it on the left 'cause
Chorus