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[Intro] Yeah (yeah) [Repeat: x4] Yeah (hell yeah) Yeah! [Chorus: x2 Andre 3000] Mighty-I-de-I-de-I Mighty-I-de-I-de-I Mighty-I-de-I-de-I Mighty-I-de-I-de-I [Andre 3000] You ain't a hater? Can't tell Either wish me well, go to hell or go to Yale Study human behavior so that you know who the hell You dealin' with ain't nutty but the study goin' unveil My relative in jail (Ha!) stay in engaged TO whatever make money now he married to that cage Divorce is not an option and prenuptial is void Eat up what ever rapper but I'm tangled in my cord (hum) Bored, kind of like a knight with the sword Without dragon to battle so I'm running from a shadow An impossible feat and I repeat [Repeat: x3] The damsel's in distress but they a mess They only like my armor, and that I'm a performer They read one magazine and wanna think that they gon' get warmer They only getting colder hell, maybe I should throw A double diamond party in the north pole Invite all the writers and journalists Even biters will tournament, to see who can be me Better than me, he's a permanent, smile on my face Because you said you don't like my style But that's OK just make sure you don't touch that dial And we'll be cool, touch it and you's a fool Look, I'll get you hooked, ya'll crooks might even move To Atlanta, Georgia, get a wife and daughter Start a new life, and all that wrong you do you make it right But hell, all a dream, I wear the crown, I'm king Respect this mandatory, end of the story Go fly a kite, category ain't got none You know I'm right [Chorus: x2] [Big Boi] Congratulations I'm a play-er I thought you were one too but now I hear you loud and clear Subliminal, criminal minded niggas so be aware Black dog broke out the pits and told yo` ass it's bout to tear In-timid for anyone filling out this application And estimate is needed for your under estimation I'm firing on the spot go back and check your calculation Like a sniper in the bushes with that rifle I've been patiently Waiting, now that's a virtue Cause pussy nigga, I'll hurt you Like the president's approval rating by serving your ass with words fool Slam yo` back to the curve bruh, like sanitation worker Cause ya trash, I'm taking out the trash and all trash Get mashed and compacted because it's no longer valid Go head recycle, repackage and put it back in my cabinet Boy that's germs, I'm fresh up out the store every time That nigga that b-I-g, go hard every rhyme Crowns all around I'm right after Martin Luther No J R period senior cause bamboo is Antwone Junior Dungeon Family and biologicals intact Talk bad about the fam test diabolical attack No gats or no raps, you get slapped about that As a matter of fact, not fiction Rumpelstiltskin you wack! Decipher words just like the code of Da Vinci Don't go against me, (Hey) I want you to go out there and kill them marks and come back, is you with me? Mighty The worse thing since Crack/Cocaine distributing it to the poor By the government, oh I meant, don't nobody know Conspiracy theory, you be the judge, nobody's slow [Chorus: x4] We doing it!
Written by: ANDRE BENJAMIN, ANTWAN PATTON, PATRICK BROWN, RAYMON MURRAY, RICO RENARD WADE, DAVID JOSEPH ROBBINS, CAB CALLOWAY, IRVING MILLS, CLARENCE GASKILL
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