[Big Boi]
Yea..
Somebody hit me the other day for a rendezvous
Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie and the Dungeon Crew
Let’s say her name was Suzy Skrew cause she SCREWED a lot
Makin a nigga hit that chonk at legitimate spots
Not no parks backseats or things of that nature
Had to hate ya playa I’m dickin the hoe down never said I paid her
Straight laid her slayed the bitch like Darth Daver, made her
From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shorty
Safe as a snake on eggs in a Beamer eight-hundred-forty
It’s foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me
My baby mamma beeped seven o’clock it’s gonna cost me
but I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work
I caught her in the mall, wearin a real tight skirt
She was, fine as FUCK, I wanted to sex the hoe up
She said, “Let’s hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck”
I said, “Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this’ll do.
I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma beeped me too.”
She said she understood then everything was kosher
I gave her a Lil’ Will CD, and a fuckin poster
It’s like that now
It’s like that now, you better go on
and get, the hump, up out your back now
It’s about four, or five, cats
off in my ‘Llac now
We just, shoot, game in the
form of story rap now (yeah)
It’s like that now, it’s like that now
[Andre Benjamin]
Now Suzy Skrew had a partna named Sasha (Sasha), Thumper (Thumper)
I remember her number like the summer
when her and Suzy yeah they threw a slumber – – party
but you can not call it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more like spend the night
Three in the morning yawnin dancin under street lights
We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right
in the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite
all of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above
(aww man) Talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up
I said what you wanna be, she said, “Alive” (hmm)
It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
I coulda died, time went on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
to find lil Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin her wrong
I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show
that I would one day see her standin in the front row
But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper
It’s like that now, you better go on
and get, the hump, up out your back now
It’s about four, or five, cats
off in my ‘Llac now
We just, shoot, game in the
form of story rap now (yeah)
It’s like that now, it’s like that now
It’s like that now, you better go on
and get, the hump, up out your back now
It’s about four, or five, cats
off in my ‘Llac now
We just, shoot, game in the
form of story rap now (yeah)
It’s like that now, it’s like that now
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They wanna get my ass
Dead or alive
You know he really tried to take me
Down by surpriseI bet he missioned with the CIA
He don’t do half what he say

Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man

He out shock in every single way
He’ll stop at nothing just to get his political say
He think he bad cause he’s BSTA
I bet he never had a social life anyway
You think he brother with the KKK?
I know his mother never taught himright anyway
He want your vote just to remain TA.
He don’t do half what he say

Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man

Dom S. Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man

Does he send letters to the FBI?
Did he say to either do it or die?

Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man

Dom S. Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man

Dom S. Sheldon is a cold man
[Ad lib fade]





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[Eddie Talking]
This is a service public announcement going out to all the paper haters
Now sure sure sure your broke sure sure sure your having problems
Food stamps didn?t come on time and the lights have been cut off
But look here

[Snoop]
Here’s a little something about a nigga like me
I never should have been let out the penitentiary
Snoop Dogg would like to say
That I?m a crazy motherfucker when I?m playing with my AK
Since I was a youth I smoked weed out
Now I?m that motherfucker y?all read about
Smoking you and your crew, taking a life or two
You dont like how I?m living well fuck you
This is my gang nigga No Limit
My nigga C will fuck you up in a minute
With the pow pow bang bang and your dead
And then we stamp that tank on your forehead
Everywhere we go they say “DAMN”
Them gangstas they be fucking up the program
And then you realize we dont care
We dont just say no we to busy saying yeah
About drinking straight out the ???? bottle
Do I look like a motherfucking role model
To a kid looking up to me
Shit life aint nothing but weed and money
Shit I?m that type of nigga that?s quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I?ll put my foot in your ass
I dont give a fuck cause I keep selling
Yo what the fuck are the yelling

[Chorus] x2
Gangsta Gangsta Thats what the yelling
Niggas living rowdy and stay bout it bout it
Gangsta Gangsta Thats what the selling
Bitches want to buy it cause they love that straight G shit

[Snoop]
Homies all standing around just hanging
Some dope dealing some gang banging
We decide to roll a week deep
Seen a nigga on Dayton so we creep
Real slow, in you before you know
I had my double pointing at his window
He got scared and hit the gas
Right then I knew I had to smoke his ass
He kept rolling I jumped in the bucket
We couldn?t catch him so I said fuck it
Then we headed right back to ????
Sweating all the bitches in the dazzy dukes
We couldn?t no play from the ladies
With seven niggas in a Nav is you crazy
She was scared and it was showing
So we all said “FUCK YOU BITCH” and kept rolling
To the hood now we was ?fen to
Find something else to get into
Like some pussy or in fact
Getting rowdy, shit but we caught the rat pack
On a nigga cold nutting it off
Snoop Dogg gets ignorant when I?m fucking with my tank dogs
I might stumble and still wont lose
Now I?m draped in my gangsta blue?s
Cause I?m the type of nigga who?s quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I?ll blast your ass
See I dont give a fuck cause I keep bailing
Yo what the fuck are they yelling

[Chorus] x1

[Snoop Talking]
Hol hold on Craig B cut that shit man
Man fuck that we need some gangsta in this motherfucker some other that
south shit know what I?m saying
Some of that shit from the thiz-ird ya heard me

[Snoop]
Here?s another gangsta down to ride
A T-shirt and Levi?s is his only disguise
He represents the tank but yet hard to hit
Snoop Dogg and C-Murder with this gangsta shit

[C-Murder]
Well I?m C-Murder the one he talking about
Nigga tried to play me close and got punched in the mouth
Fed?s tried to get me you know they some haters
I said “See you later” jumped in the Navigator
With the $50?s in the back with the navy blue top
TRU niggas on the scene with the triple beam
Cause I?m the C fool I slang and Snoop bang
And I?ll smoke a motherfucker like it aint no thing
To all my bitches, I know your jocking my crew

[Girls]
We want to fuck you C

[C-Murder]
I want to fuck you too
You see No Limit niggas dont take no shit
So let me tell you motherfuckers who you fucking with
Cause I?m the type of nigga that?s quick to blast
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[Snoop Talking]
What?s up baby can I get with you?
Its called dogs get lonely 2
Bow-wow

[Chorus]
I dont give a damn, what your homies say
You don?t stay on me, your always out to play
Your so hard to find, seems your shaking me
D.O.G.?s we get lonely

[Snoop]
Look here babygirl D.O.G.?s we get lonely
You can ask all my homies, all D.P.G. got tenderoni?s
Now when we on the road trying to get this paper
and phone call away is what you say
But some times you got to find time to get up
to get out and get away You feel me
Now all I want to do is stay real and stay true
I?m trying to have a little something, and keep you satisfied, but
[when] my homeboys say its time to ride then I?m a ride
See I’m a gangsta I’m a always be a gangsta you cant change me
Dispite at night I might get lonely ya heard me come and serve me
I’d love to take you to the mall
buy you a little somthing go to the movies too
If thats what you want to do, thats what you trying to do
thats what we going to do
Now I’m a put you on a back burner
cause I got to get this cheese with my crew
But baby momma full of drama aint that right
D.A.Z. dog’s get lonely too
Now you knew the dog was dangerous and you took it
You got good loving
You hook me up a good meal
but you still couldnt hook me
Let me stop lying, I’m trying to be too cool, I shaking the real
All my homies do y’all know D.O.G.’s can get lonely too thats real

[Chorus] x2

[Snoop Talking]
Yo yo check this out baby
Im not even going to rap on this one
I’m not I’m not much of a rapper at all
But check this out I’m a put this P.I. down to you real small
I mean I got to get this money I’m out here hanging with my homeboys
We do what we do we been doing this
before I even met you you know what I’m saying
Times get hard my homies gone be there I know you there for me
I know you want to do those things that
that a women supposed to do for a nigga like me
I mean when I get lonely I’m a holler at you
You gone be there for me
Thats real

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[X] Drugs-N-Alkahol baby! Ahhh!
[S] Uhh.. mm that’s funky.. ohh!

[Xzibit]
Huh, I’m Mr. What-The-Fuck-You-Lookin-At
I’m Mr. Quick-To-Run-And-Get-The-Gat
Treat you like the hoosd like a diplomat
Xzibit used to push a ‘llac, now I’m Range Rovin’
Takin over never sober, bear witness like Jehovah
Enemies fall like October
Restless standin tall like a soldier
We thick like the first Motorola brick cellular phones
cut to the bone, celebratin “Dre Day”
Love it or leave it alone (ha hah)
Just consider me the heir to the throne
The lifestyle of the savage and well known protectin my owns
Rolling stone bringin it home, time for transition
Don’t talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
by any means, retreatin to the Phillipines
to meditate, liftin train like a heavyweight
Hit you and run with a California license plate

[Chorus: Xzibit + Snoop]
[X] When y’all niggaz stop actin like bitches
[X] bitches stop actin like niggaz we can all clock figures
[S] Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
[S] They all on my dick, FUCK THAT SHIT!
[X] When y’all bitches stop actin like niggaz
[X] niggaz stop actin like bitches we can all get riches
[S] Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
[S] FUCK THAT SHIT! We can all get rich!

[Snoop Dogg]
Doggy Dogg is bout to blow up
All.. these Snoop Dogg haters need to slow up, sho’ nuff
Know what? X, the game is gettin sewn up
but I’m speedin ’em up and leavin ’em
I’m buckin ’em til they bleedin bruh
Hold up, FUCK THAT, you tryin to get swoll up
by the mic controller, clip reloader
Frozen exposure, condos of a composer
Sick like a bowl-of, a bowl of deez nuts
Fuck him up, cross him out, then toss him out
With the stamp on his head, nigga Dogghouse
Nigga I’m universal crackin Down South (ya heard?)
Poppin my collar with my dick in your girl’s mouth, ha ha
You act like you a dude you get smashed on
Full out my bitches with your fucked up attitude
Nappy-head hoes, worse than bitch niggaz
I treat ’em all the same, bitch check yo’ game!

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
With the flick of a wrist, send you deep into the abyss
I don’t pop Cryst’, but will pop a nigga with this
Made my way to the top of the list, raised your fifth
Anything to keep it movin make it harder to hit
We survive when you thought we was finished and done
Lookin over my cold shoulder is Attila the Hun
The gatling gun, guillotine, Don King’s American Dream
Since sixteen, shoulda been a marine
Makin the whole scene collapse, millenium raps
Why fight for scraps, relax and take the whole plate witcha
The penny pitcher with a whole lot of come and get ya
You gettin my picture or do I have to let ’em hit ya? HUAHH!
Feel the adrenaline rush whenever I bust
Got eyes in back of my head
The people the I trust is just like me
Full of spite with very large appetites
I’m too complex to break down in black and white

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]
(AH-AHHH!) Niggaz, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ahhh
Yes.. X to the Z, D-O-double-to-the-motherfuckin-G, OOOH-WEE!
Ahh.. this shit funky right here my nigga
Yeah, +Open Bar+ nigga, we gettin fucked up
Three four in the morning, ain’t no time limits
Huh huh, you ain’t tryin to hotbox with us nigga
Roll some X, y’know!
Ahh.. niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, it’s all the same though

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Ow!

Everybody, get on the floor
What the hell?d U come here 4?
Girl, it ain’t no use
U might as well get loose
Work your body like a whore

Say everybody, get on the beat
We’re gonna show U muthas how 2 scream
People everywhere
Loosen up your hair
Take a deeper breath and sing along with me, yes
Are U ready?

Everybody, everybody – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance
Oh, everybody say – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance

Everybody (everybody), loosen up
Shake it like U just don’t care (Shake it like U just don’t care)
Never mind your friends
Girl, it ain’t no sin
2 strip right down 2 your underwear

I say everybody (everybody), mm, screw the masses
We only want 2 have some fun (I only wanna have some fun)
I say do whatever we want
Wear lingerie 2 a restaurant
Policeman got no gun, U don’t have 2 run

Everybody – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance
Everybody say – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance (Oh)

Everybody clap your hands now

All the white people clap your hands on the 4 now
1 2 3, 1 2 3, 1 2 3, 1 2 3, listen 2 me

I don’t wanna be a poet
Cuz I don’t wanna blow it
I don’t care 2 win awards
All I wanna do is dance (Yeah)
Play music, sex, romance
And try my best 2 never get bored (Oh)
If U feel alright, let me hear U scream!
Yeah!

Somebody say
Dance (dance), music (music), sex (sex), romance (romance)
Somebody say
Dance (dance), music (music), sex (sex), romance (romance)
Everybody say
Dance, oh (dance), music (music), sex (sex), romance (romance)
Everybody say
Dance (dance), music (music), oh sex (sex), romance (romance)
Everybody
Dance (dance), music (music), everybody say sex (sex), romance (romance)
Everybody (D.M.S.R.)
Dance (dance), music (music), sex (sex), romance (romance) (D.M.S.R.)
Alright
Ow!

Jamie Starr’s a thief
It’s time 2 fix your clock
Vanity 6 is so sweet
Now U can all take a bite of my purple rock
Can we stop?

Are U ready? (Hey!)
Everybody sing this song now – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance
Everybody say – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance

Negroes say – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance
Puerto Ricans sing it – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance

Everybody sing this song – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance
All the white people in the house say – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance

Japanese say it one time – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright)
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance
Everybody sing 2gether, say – Ooh (ooh), alright (alright), hey
Dance, Music, Sex, Romance

Somebody call the police (Somebody call the police!)
Say ooh, yeah, yeah (Help me!)
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All of the d.j.s surely have taken lessons
Start talkin trash and I’ll come with my smith & wesson
A little competition comes my way but it always winds up the same
“the stone that the builder refuse shall be the head cornerstone”
Ain’t nothin wrong ain’t nothing right
And still I set and lie awake all night
All of the d.j.s surely have taken lessons
Try talkin trash and I’ll come with my smith & wesson

Enough d.j.s come with enough stylie
but when I bust my lyrics we all know it’s wicked-wily.
Ain’t nothin wrong, ain’t nothing right
But still I sit and lie awake all night

You better be strapped with the gat
If you wanna walk with me, bound to come down
With the new stylie, rockin rubadub know as reggae music
Gotta come down with some new lyrics
Cause it just ain’t nothing, oh I said it’s been a real long time

Ain’t nothin wrong, ain’t nothing right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Rubadub blender a new mixer
I am the one with d.j. with enough flavor
Hear my dub… lord have his grilled cheese.
I ain’t jamaican, but I ain’t no freak
Caught the man eno with the one pound bag o’ tweak
And called him ghost rider every time you see him he fulfill the danger

Ain’t nothin wrong, ain’t nothing right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Dred gotta a job to do and he might fulfill his mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
We will survive in this world of competition
To make sure we have our ammunition…BO BO BO BO…GO GO GO GO…

I won’t wait so long
I said I won’t wait so long
For you
Stop your messin around,
Better think of your future
Time to straighten right out
or you’ll wind up in jail
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(B. Braddock & Curly Putnam)

Our Little boy is four years old
And he’s quite a little man
So we spell out the words
We don’t want him to understand
Like T-O-Y, or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E
But the words we’re hiding from him now
Tears the heart right out of me
Chorus:

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be going away
I love you both and this will be
Pure H-E-double-L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E

Watch him smile
He thinks it’s Christmas
Or his fifth birthday
And he thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y
Spells fun, or play
I spell out all the hurtin’ words
And I turn my head when I speak
Cause I can’t spell away this hurt
That’s dripping down my cheek

Repeat Chorus
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A. The Wish

If we go, go insane
We can all go together
In this wild, wanton world
We can all break down forever . . .

I want to go, go forever
I want to go, go forever
It’s just a memory
It’s just a memory
It’s just a memory . . .
Gone forever . . .
Gone forever . . .

B. The Prayer

The closing of a chapter
The opening of a door
Brings forth life
Where there was no life before
I won’t be here; I’ll be watching from above
Always do you should
Always be good
And when push comes to shove

Pray for guidance from above
Shadow all your hopes with love
Live your life without a doubt
Outside in, inside out
Pray for guidance from above
Shadow all your hopes with love
Never be afraid, never be afraid
Pray for guidance from above

The closing of a chapter
The opening of a door
Brings forth life
Where there was no life before.

C. The Reflection

(instrumental)
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Greetings earthlings. Take me to your leader(Ooh Shit!)

Chorus: repeat 2X

D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P. I’ll take ya D.E.E.P.
You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage that’s when I got my folks hooked like…

[Dre]
Deeper than deep dish hammers and vogues
Deeper fish in the O(cean)
I got my gun I’ll stamp out like Coast Guards
You boast hard, you’ll get your salty ass crumbled like erb, word (hey man)
You heard it here first with your master plan in reverse
I ain’t the one with the curse, so disperse, yes, catchin blades
Niggaz catchin AIDS, niggaz gettin sprayed, niggaz on they way
To a dead end, you won’t catch me spreadin no white thighs
I only see afro bitches up in my eyes
I don’t eat no beef and surely not no pork
I used to drink that 8, but now I shove it down your throat
Quote, ‘If they kill they own folks, what you think they gonna do to you?’
I’m Outkasted and claimin true
Aimin two at your muthafuckin spine
No, I make that three cuz I don’t wanna hear you whine
Swine, got my folks blind, like Stevie
Me be, wonderin when I’m gonna see the end
Andre ‘gain slammin backs like King acts
Over Organized tracks full of facts
So you know that it’s D.E.E.P.

chorus: (2X)

[Big Boi]
Well, you want me to get D.E.E.P., well then, I will
What? What will happen if you shoot that nigga and don’t kill
He will come back and return like Lalah Hathaway
Aimin for your skull, yeah I’m flexin on you that a way
So if you pullin a tool, nigga you better use it
Cuz if you’re threatenin my life, better believe I’ll be a fool with it
I don’t take no shit from nobody, I gots the Goodie Mo crew right beside of me
Damn, no pain, no gain, some I’mma hurt you
Breakin knees and elbows like I used to break my curfew
My mama used to tell me if a nigga ever hit me
Just to pick up the closest thing and knock the living shit out of he
So if you run up, you get done up, I’mma end it
Throw the gun up out the window, see the corner that I bent it
It’s just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like…

chorus: (2X)

[Dre]
No, I ain’t never been pimped by the system
That’s because I ain’t no slave
Don’t be tryin to sunbathe, never lived off in no cave
Bloody old chap and in this head of mine is full of naps
And the only thing I know is how to fuck and how to rap
Y’all think I’m stupid cuz I shoots ’em up like cupid
And if you gave me a basketball, I’ll show you how to shoot it
My head’s polluted cuz I’m truly bobbin to the bottom
If a pair of Jordan’s came out, y’all figure that I got ’em
But no I don’t because I don’t be havin fun
The gold that I am wearin is really made out of bronze
It weighs a ton and makin my neck turn green
And I got a criminal record that will never come clean
Oh, and it seems that I make babies like a rabbit
And then never taking care of them has just become a habit
I grab my tablet and get busy with the pen
Y’all could not be just like me if y’all was my twin
So you get mad and try to make me inferior
You pissin me off, I’m in that ass like interior
Oh, step in my Cadillac, let’s ride through the hood
Eh, why don’t you roll that window down so you can see it real good
And take a look at all the pimps and all the pushers and the players
That’s livin on a whim, thin ice and a prayer
Oh and mayor, can I get a little backup
Please don’t let them pussy muthafuckas put that flag up
But let me shut up cuz they say we need dough
Whenever the fuck out record comes out in 1994
Yeah, yes sir, it’s like that
Gonna take y’all deep, so go back

chorus: (2X)

[Big Boi]
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