(feat. Konkrete, Big Gipp, Ludacris)

[BigBoi]
Yo
Just so you all know what time it is

It's yourhomeboy
Straight from the A-T
I ain't even goin say the motherfuckingrest
You know
We talk about it all day long baby
We fin'a break you offwith some brand new shit

[C-Bone]
This rap gamelovely
Konkrete play a part cause the Feds want to bug me
Athletes want tobe rappers, shawty, trust me
Bending corners in the Benz
Ridin like abucket, nigga fuck it
I know some hoes slutty
I optioned a bitch off likea nigga playin rugby
I done seen a ghetto meal, little buddy, trustme
Jump European, came clean through customs, no questions
Perpetrators inthe booth, rappin lame like they drug related
It made me sick to my stomach,lost a two and had a baby
You don't grind, you be lying
She'll becastrated, Lorena Bobitt maybe

[Big Boi]
Tomb aftertomb
Boom, boom after boom
Serving up emotion once you deep inside thetomb
From embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
Cool, ooh, that'scool

[Lil' Brotha]
You see, I cock back glocks, got more pullthan slang shots
Hit G spots by givin hoes back shots
I'm a young countryboy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benzdrop
Konkrete, Aquemini, we takin this here to the top
Bust like balloons,who gives a damn if it goes pop
You say it's hot, well let me turn it upanother notch
To all my real niggaz, won't you pump this out yourSpeakerboxxx
Fuck the cops, we makin noise and we won't stop
Bump, bump,there goes the boom and it's goin drop
Old school, big shoes, nigga, nosocks
We keep tools, see fools, bullets will flock

[BigGipp]
They call me Mr. Ravioli, Mr. Scrotum, Mr. Poke Em with theNoodle
Mr. Cockerspanielle in Your Poodle, after school tutor
Roto Rooter,addicted to follies
Like brown collies, stay soft fro
Swimming in thefallopian of an Ethiopian
Talking a different language, RBI fly wide
Cometo me now, 84 hard, 84 soft wit me now
Beautiful ladies, they want to walkwit me now, talk wit me now
Push a glock for me now, sale cock for menow
Fight a bitch, hit her in the eye for me now
See you when I see you,now out wit me now

[Big Boi]
Tomb after tomb
Boom, boomafter boom
Serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
From embryo tonewborn, you can feel me in the womb
Cool, ooh, that's cool

[SupaNate]
I will never fall off, I haul off heavy weight
Fuck wit me dog,I chop you up like Norman Bates
I'm true to this shit, I ain't new to thisshit
Over a million sold on strictly weed and bricks
Flammable likegasoline when I'm lit up
I prefer my liquor dark and a mean whiteslut
It's over for you, cavern ass rapper, get out the game
You can foolthe record labels but not the street fame
I just tell it how I see it nigga,fact is fact
The first verse I ever wrote, I got a Platinum plaque
I'vebeen to hell and back so nigga give me my props
Konkrete and Big Boi beatinthrough your Speakerboxxx

[Big Boi]
Tomb after tomb
Boom,boom after boom
Serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
Fromembryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
Cool, ooh, that'scool

[Ludacris]
Ludacris, yeah I keep a glock in case you liketo leak alot
Meanwhile, crank the volume knob up on my Speakerboxxx
Getthe fuck on the ground
Is just a phase you might hear strolling through theA-Town
They don't believe I will stab them in the abdomen
From CollegePark, Georgia to College Park, Maryland
So put your fist up boy, you wannaromp
You can Bankhead Bounce or get Eastside Stomped
Thinking way backbefore I got mine
Putting bullet holes through neighborhood stopsigns
It's my adrenaline, yes, ladies and gentleman
A hundred though,bitch, diamonds shimmerin
Catch me with a sack of dro, reaching for the strapbelow
I'm with some nasty hoes, eating pistachios
Y'all driving Subarus,stuck in your cubicles
I'm stuck in the air with weed crumbs under mycuticles

[Big Boi]
Tomb after tomb
Boom, boom afterboom
Serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
From embryo tonewborn, you can feel me in the womb
Cool, ooh, that's cool

[BigBoi]
Fourth and goal
Should I take the three point field goal for thescore or should I roll
Around and take the ball up the middle up the gut, thewhat, the hole
Cranium overload, overthrowed
Now we got seven more pointson the board, fa sho
B-I-G B-O-I, me oh my, I think he's blessingme
Excelling in harmonious melody, boy we got the recipe
Like Ragu, it'sin there, giving you some of the best of me
Player, pimp, ganster, poet
Wegoin spit it, we goin show it to your ass
"You're a champion" were my dad'slast words before he passed
But I know one day we will once more crosspaths
They say "Big Boi, can you pull it off without your nigga Dre"
I say"people, stop the madness cause me and Dre be okay"
OutKast, Cell Therapy tocell division
We jus tsplit it down the middle so you can see both thevisions
Been spittin it damn near ten years, why the fuck would be bequittin
Fuck, nigga