Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Dre
Baby did you hear that,
cuz baby I heard it, too.
Look out the window,
Golly, the sky is electric blue.
Momma Earth is dyin` and cryin`,
because of you.
Rainin` cats and jackals,
the shackles disintegrate, to residue.
Silly mortals haven`t a clue
as to what the fuck is going on.
I`m on the telephone
Callin` the dungeon.
(Hello?)
This Dre, bring the MP and SP,
Meet me at the center of the Earth,
and travel carefully.
Baby grab the baby, cuz baby it ain`t much time.
Momma Earth is tossin` and turnin`,
and that`s our sign.
Omega nigga, IFOs have landed in Decatur.
Hope I`m not over your head,
but if so you will catch on later.
Blaze the track,
guess she can not take it anymore.
Rapin` her Heavenly Body like a hoe,
cootchie so,
from niggas constantly fuckin` her,
never lovin` her,
never showin` appreciation,
bustin` nuts in her face when they done.
Big Boi
The sky is fallin`, nobody`s ballin`,
they done gave back they guns,
for some tickets to the play-offs,
but the Hornets, they won.
Nigga, we slum,
I kept all the guns,
I gotta protect my family.
I drove the biggest thing at the house,
cuz I knew they try to ram me.
But, I`m stabbing.
Makin` a path to the Expressway,
the best way, I know how.
Up in the sky, east west, no clouds.
Him comin` now, fuck that money now.
I asked my honey how she feelin` and is Jordan ok. yeah yeah
she`s chillin`.
We should be at the Dungeon shortly,
ain`t nobody on that porch seen.
I`m cruisin` to the final exit,
I`m thinkin` I see four horsies,
But, I don`t know.
Nigga, ya won`t know until it`s on ya.
I`ll put that on my dope boys,
from A-Town to California.
All the weed smells like ammonia.
but, at the dungeon I know they smokin`.
Writin` the raps and doin` the beats,
to make this last recordin`.
Fuck abortion.
I got in the booth to run the final portion.
The beat was very dirty and the vocals had distortion.
All`s well
Nothing`s well
(Repeat to end)
