(feat. Sam Chris)
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[Chorus: Sam Chris]
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We go through this everydayyyyy
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Adding more to the story trying to make it interesting
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Lying to yourself like it really happened
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It's like we're riding on a never ending traaiiin
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Pick a stop (pick a stop), pick a lie (pick a lie)
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Pick a reason to convince em that it never happened
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I think we'll have to save the day
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[Verse One: Big Boi]
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But not like Captain Save
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More like black Captain Kirk, because Big Boi's from some other place
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Oh way deep in outer space where the freaks are not afraid
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To crank that bitch in the moonlight while nobody's getting paid
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Galaxies of slaves, enter Dungeon Family
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With Outkast, Goodie Mob, & P.A. now were +Gnarly+ like +Barkley+
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Without Harley Davidson, maybe someday you will see
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Boy, we been done gave you some, the pipe has already been laid,
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Foundation sturdy as ankle weights or shoe of cement
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Be ready to soprout them wings or choose to cruise like a fish
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We wish, but we need to pray, we don't stray away from this
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Kids, common sense ain't common when your minds trapped in a fence
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But mines is intense, hence the way that I spit my shit
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Cause I'm fire breathing (fire breathing) dragon in this biiitch
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Which is a girl dog, yet a pitfall
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For me and ya'll, songs found no bombs, but the ones rock
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It's all wrong
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[Chorus (w/ ad-libs from Big Boi)]
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[Verse Two: Big Boi]
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Look up, up and I pray
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Channeling that heavenly energy, There's plenty we can say
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But the enemy is winning because your punk ass be afraid
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But I spray what's on my mind to educate and entertain
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KRS, he said it best I learned from listening to these tapes
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Before I-iTunes came out and made CDs obsolete
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For Reality TV would seem to be that big mistake
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And now Big Brother's got these cameras deep in each and every state
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While each rapper claims to be the heavyweight
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Cause he mentions cocainia in bout everything he makke
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And thet why them people try to pin him with that case
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Cause his blow his dixie crystal pistol play was just for play, fake
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Just for play play...but got them baybays
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Beliving that bullshit
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Just for play play...but got them baybays
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FUCKED UP!
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[Chorus (w/ ad-libs from Big Boi)]
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[Bridge: Sam Chris + (Big Boi)]
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Plus I think I, I think I {He said, he said, he said}
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Sometimes I think I love it (Sometimes I think I love it)
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And I think it loves me toooooo
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Plus I think I, I think I {He said, he said, he said}
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Sometimes Ithink I hate it (Sometimes I think I hate)
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And I think it hates me toooooo (And I think it hates me too)
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I think it hates me toooooo
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(Just for play play...got them baybays
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Just for play play...got them baybays)
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[*Instruments until fade*]
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The Train Pt. 2 (Sir Lucious Left Foot Saves The Day)
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Big Boi |