Outkast Da Art of Storytellin' (Part 2) songtekst

[Andre Benjamin]Yea yea yea yeah yah yoBaby did you hear that yea baby I heard it tooLook out the window golly the sky is electric blueMamma Earth is dyin and cryin because of youRainin cats and jackles all shackles disintegrate, to residueSilly mortals haven’t a clueas to what the fuck is goin onI’m on the telephone, dialin the Dungeon”Hello?” This Dre, bring the MP and the SPMeet me at the center of the earth and travel carefullyBaby grab the baby cause baby it ain’t much timeMamma Earth is tossin and turnin and that’s our signOmega Nigga IFO’s are landin in DecaturHope I’m not over your head but if so you will catch on laterPlay the track, guess she could not take it anymo’Rapin her heavenly body like a hoe, coochie so’from niggaz constantly fuckin her never lovin her never showinappreciation bustin nuts in her face when they done[Big Boi]The sky is fallin nobody ballin they done gave back they gunsfor some tickets to the playoffs but the Hornets they wonNigga we SLUM, kept all the guns, I gotta protect my familyI drove the biggest thing at the housecause I knew they’d try to ram me, but I’m stabbingMakin a path on expressways, the best way I know howUp in the sky, East-West, no cloudsHim comin now, fuck that money now, I ask my honey howshe feeling and is Jordan okay, yeah yeah she’s chillinWe should be in the Dungeon shortlyAin’t nobody on they porch seeApproachin the final exitI’m thinkin I see four horsies but I don’t thoughNigga you WON’T know, until it’s on yaI put that on my dope boys from A-Town to CaliforniaAll the weed smell like ammoniabut at the Dungeon I know they smokinWritin the raps and doin the beats to make this last recordingFuck abortion, I got in the booth to run the final portionThe beat was very dirty and the vocals had distor-TION [echoes][sung in a low voice over and over]

All’s well, nothing’s well