เนื้อเพลง Myintrotoletuknow - Outkast

(big boi)
Time and time again see I be thinking about that future
Back in the days when we was slaves I bet we was some cool ass n*ggaz
But now we vultures, slam my n*gga back out
To make his ass black out, or even pull your fuking head
To make his whole crew believers, you’re harder than a b*tch full of d*cks
But that don’t be sounding like king sh*t to me
See now in the ghetto or should I say lakewood
You better be strapped cuz them n*ggaz over there just ain’t good
Just being a hustler, servin the loyal customers
Rent was due on the 1st of the month so I’m hustling
I buy you 50 box of phillies at the citgo
And n*ggaz be wanting drinks and sh*t from the fuking sto’, yo
But that’s aight, tho’, cuz I be getting paid
And every trip I take, there’s a dollar to be made
I’m digging through my pockets for my earnings got you five
Deep, there it is, now it’s time to smoke that jive

(chorus)
If you smoke a dime, then I’ll smoke a dime (2x)

Hey ’dre, let ’em know what’s up

(andre)
Time is slippin, slowly but surely
N*ggaz I used to hang wit wants to act like they don’t know me
Come and listen to my story, I gots alot of sh*t up on my mind
I wipe the boo-boo from my brain then I finish up my rhyme
Take a number, I caught you in a slumber
I hit you for a lick, I’m in the slammer for the summer
But now it is the fall, I’m havin a ball, makin my nickel sacks crawl
To my n*ggaz got to servin when they beep and when they call
I got the peter, paul and plus that mary jane
I’m rolling reefer out of a regal, how could I refrain
From being rough, from being tough, from being dangerous
I’m hanging with the p.a., n*gga, ain’t no changin us
See you can try, if you try, if you don’t, you don’t
If you wanna battle, it’s either that you will or you won’t
See that rap sh*t is really just like selling smoke
If you got some fly sh*t, yo n*ggaz gonna always toke
Dope, is not what I be slanging on this track
N*ggaz don’t comprehend that it be deeper than cadillacs
You know that, right, you bite, you fuked up
You won’t be getting away this time, I’m real as hell, so what’s up
I rip sh*t wit pimp sh*t, I’m slangin it from the south
Talk bad about the a-town, I’ll bust you in your f*ckin mouth

Chorus