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Big Boi and Dre Present...Outkast [Clean] (OutKast) · Big Boi and Dre Present...Outkast (OutKast) · Big Boi and Dre Present... Outkast (OutKast) · Smooth Sax Tribute to Outkast (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Big Boi and Dre Present...Outkast (OutKast) · A Tribute to Outkast: The Lounge Below (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Outkast (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Interlude (Toshiko Akiyoshi) · Interlude (Kool Moe Dee) · Interlude (Delain) – and 90 other albums »


some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta
The Devil's Arithmetic
I, I am your God
Outkast the sun
Science exact
Arrange my DNA recombinant
To form complete authority

Eyeless your
the place to be) (yeah)
(Outkast in the place to be) (yeah)

Did you ever think that you would be the nigga on the block
Didn't have to break a steerin'
OutKast we got that skunk for why'all
Keep that bump for why'all

When I'm in the mood I rock the S Dot tennis shoes
At the interlude, I got the Gucci
God my kingdom was overthrown by the soul redeemer

Yeah
Anomaly
Deviation from the common rule
Something or
Somebody that’s abnormal
That doesn’t fit
to you
That Outkast we got that slump for y'all
Keep that funk for y'all

When I'm in the mood I rock the S Dot tennis shoes
As a interlude, I got
And there's a and there's a 
And there's a and there's a finnne.. linnne 
Too late to pray that I'm on it.. 
Ya yeah yeah 

[OutKast] 
Y'all uh
the other one's to blame
Oh neither one will ever give in so we gaze at an eight by ten
Thinkin' bout the things that might have been and it's a dirty
Y'all have a seat, we be right back, mothafucka...

[Interlude: Shawn Wigs]
Come on, this commercial break's almost over
OutKast, M.J.G., you're
back, mothafucka...

[Interlude: Shawn Wigs]
Come on, this commercial break's almost over
OutKast, M.J.G., you're at Talib's table
Fab, U.G.K., table
my heart don't pump no koolaid 
And you'll get you spray 
Hooray yo block the one and only Outkast 
Many a nigga fallin fast and 
How you think you
[Chorus: Method Man (U-God)]
First we told y'all niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh?
(We gon' take it back with this)
By the time you get a show,
hoes, they so happy I ain't married yet
And I still walk down the aisle with a plastic Tec
Haha..

[Interlude: Trife Da God]
Uh, that's what I'm talking
* she vocalize during interludes with no discernable words
Common... Common...
[Common]
Yeah, yeah
Hi-Tek

[Verse One]
Free the rhyme or risk
Hip hop, a way of life
Chosen by the ghetto youth out of necessity
It involves graffiti, deejaying, breakdancing and emceeing
Which all rely on raw,
they girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, I’m pimpin' hoes
You could tell by my pay stubs
My niggas getting right, smoking weed with dirty
will come
VERSE TWO
Guard your heart, bow before God
Sack cloth and ashes repentance
Radical conversion, zeal of love
Put faith in actions
INTERLUDE
I'm
hoes, they so happy I ain't married yet
And I still walk down the aisle with a plastic Tec
Haha..

[Interlude: Trife Da God]
Uh, that's what I'm talking
Worn out of racks, growin up fast
Dreamin of Jack, late nights on the ave
Bumpin Outkast, let’s take em back to the past
Let’s take em back
the sands of time, stampeded by a million broncos
Through the congo, beneath the cosmos, Priest the 5th apostle
I'm like Picasso, I paint a hot flow,
Clue 
Clue 
Clue 
Clue...

[Outkast]
Out of the basement
Out of the dungeon
Look at these broads
What have you done to them?
Rippin'it,
* she vocalize during interludes with no discernable words
Common... Common...
[Common]
Yeah, yeah
Hi-Tek

[Verse One]
Free the rhyme or risk
written
Light exists in the darkness, instant gratification
How far can you travel the mic spar?

[Interlude: Bruce Lee sample (Masta Killa)]
Water is
train Ramo
Mustache any old Money, "no!"

Merrily merrily merrily merrily
In a cobweb tomb on a hotbed of heresy
Frog men schooled by the god Ed
of College Park
So god almighty no, it's Outkast for the 94 era
You heard the player's call, we taking it to another level
So 'lujah, Halle, let me get