Big Boi: Yeah..ATLiens style on y'all ass
K. Mike: DO OR DIE, AQUEMINI
K. Mike: Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration -holla!
Y. Hova: Big Boi in the place to be
Y. Hova: Andre 3000 (cash) shout out to public housin' (bitch)
Y. Hova: I brought (holla) the whole hood with me
Big Boi: You got red dirt in your afro
Y. Hova: Young Hov' in the place to be (yeah)
Y. Hova: Outkast in the place to be (yeah)
Big Boi:
Did you ever think that you would be the nigga on the block
Didn't have to break a steerin' column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is darker than yours, a little tanner
You never took the time out, examine yourself Boi
....are you black, white, asian?
Indonesian, or Borean-that's black and Korean
We on the same team if we breathin'
I jumped off the subject to see if you was seein'
That we drop a little science off in every verse
They put that P.A. sticker on it cause they scared we gon' curse
But the knowledge is the power, the cowards get devoured
Any hour, any cipher, any way to any height
Because I might just SNAP on a F***-ass n***a
Might clap a cap at a sucka-ass nigga
In the meantime, Daddy Fatsacks gon' chill out
He might just, pull out his pistol
and let that thang whistle at your windshield or your residence
Superman to Clark Kent, you better be way harded
Than the park bench to start this
Marcus, Jason, my little brother James
All my brothers from my momma but Andre is just the same
Ain't no uno, we a duo; deuce dos to a pair
A player stiffen the competition
Pressed like Levi's toughskins, on minus one
Negative one minus negative one is nothin
Bustin' d-boy raps and player poems
The "Kast s*** ain't plastic, we smash it and move the crowd
And rock the crowd original material while you bore 'em
Your life show consists of eveybody's s*** but you're-u
