Текст (слова) песни: Outkast - Da Art Of Storytellin` (part 2)
[big boi] The sky is fallin nobody ballin they done gave back they guns For some tickets to the playoffs but the hornets they won Nigga we slum, kept all the guns, i gotta protect my family I drove the biggest thing at the house Cause i knew they`d try to ram me, but i`m stabbing Makin a path on expressways, the best way i know how Up in the sky, east-west, no clouds Him comin now, fuck that money now, i ask my honey how She feeling and is jordan okay, yeah yeah she`s chillin We should be in the dungeon shortly Ain`t nobody on they porch see Approachin the final exit I`m thinkin i see four horsies but i don`t though Nigga you won`t know, until it`s on ya I put that on my dope boys from a-town to california All the weed smell like ammonia But at the dungeon i know they smokin Writin the raps and doin the beats to make this last recording Fuck abortion, i got in the booth to run the final portion The beat was very dirty and the vocals had distor-tion *echoes*
{sung in a low voice over and over} All`s well, nothing`s well
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