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