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  • I'll be coming around the ghetto when I come kicking one for the treble
    Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever
    I'm picking em up and throwing em down like dishes
    Call me Kenny Anderson cause I slam the sons of *******
    I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and down the road
    They'll be ****** up when I gets into my calling mode
    Then cut the clown up on they ass like Bozo
    Oh no, then dance on top of they asses like Jo Jo Dancer
    Come Comet, come Dasher, come Prancer
    Come *******s with machine guns, I think that is the answer
    But the question "Should we take that bull*******t from them people?"
    I'm making 300 on my SAT yet I am equal
    Ain't no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm nervous
    I've had it up to fo'head of suckas tryin to serve us
    To graduate is really becomin a very stressful journey
    I feel like a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me
    Into a hate monger, and I'm wi*******ng and I wonder
    Damn, will I graduate before I hit the summer
    I think not, Officer Friendly tryin to dig up in me
    He said I'm half assed and got no future
    And so he sent me up the creek and *******t
    Stroking like hell without no paddle
    But *******s is gettin smart, we back on the saddle
    No longer, y'all know y'all had us down for some years
    It's the call of da wild *******, uh, there it is
    I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me (x4)
    As I step up, the stage is empty
    No words cause I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get respect
    Don't call me T, it's a T thang with a G swang
    Let my nuts hang down to the flo' mane
    Smoking that dang dang, making mics swang
    In my 2-8-0 Z, nobody can see me, cruising down the block
    Just like I was a squirrel in a world full of nuts
    Damn, I'd probably be mad even if I called Uncle Sam
    To bring dough to the Goodie Mo-B
    T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie Brandon B
    Don't flex, I'm next, I break necks too
    Rolling with Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94
    Ha-ha-ha. Yeah, you know what I'm sayin?
    I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me
    Yeah, I'm steady bucking mutha*******as
    Not ducking 'em like duck goose, I'm heavily strapped, yeah *******s
    Squeezing rhymes like that noose around your neck
    You can't hang with this, see ain't no thangs to this
    I show no pity so take off because I'm dangerous
    I breaks 'em off like I was Beat Street, see I be breaking
    Speaking of breaking, break on out or get your life taken, boy
    ******g around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split
    Simply means I'm bringing the funk with the hollow tips
    Playa *******t is how I'm kicking it
    Coming around the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass
    So ******* it or flip it, I'll still be a playa
    Puffy afro with ******* naps off in my hair
    *******t, that's simply how I run my *******t and that's how it be
    That ******* B-I-G B-O-I, that be me, yeek
    See I'm a playa, got my struggle on
    Thinking about the volume and thickness of my bankroll
    You see the cops is in my *******t like colon cancer
    Even though I never smoke that *******t like (right)...yeah
    I give a call of da wild to my *******s around the projects
    So don't flex or get served with a pop neck *******t
    OG, original gangsta, not quite
    But maybe when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting swole right
    Life's a ******* with a G-string, it's either in your ass or it ain't
    So you can see who can really hang
    But y'all don't wanna do nothing, y'all can go to hell
    Ain't no playas in office cause I'm locked off in a cell
    So can you feel me, *******
    I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me
    Khujo, coming in ****, bring it
    I got more problems than the average Joe
    So bro don't come 'round me with your flim flam, hot damn
    It's a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird
    K's madness into capping
    Throw in a few more logs, so my fire looking through the want ads
    And only red hot, desire in your pot is something wicked
    But you can't feel it, stick it up your monkey ass
    I could let *******t ride in the past, now it's time to blast that ass
    Shhh... Mr. Knighton take off your hat
    Can't even my wear my locs in
    Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral vision got it
    Made you go no holds barred
    Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here comes the Goodie Mo crew
    And they just might want to battle you
    Out with the quickness
    The price of living is beginning to be a risky business
    Uncaged, Parkay
    How do you like the taste of hot butter melting through your biscuits?
    This is your brain on drugs, this is your brain...
    **** cut *******s I hang with before there were apar******ents
    In Chappell Forest, it's gettin horrid
    The hunted child is on the prowl, yahhh!!!!!
    I let out a call to da wild
    I let out a call to da wild

  • [00:20.13]I'll be coming around the ghetto when I come kicking one for the treble
    [00:29.90]Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever
    [00:33.32]I'm picking em up and throwing em down like dishes
    [00:35.68]Call me Kenny Anderson cause I slam the sons of *******
    [00:37.62]I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and down the road
    [00:40.52]They'll be ****** up when I gets into my calling mode
    [00:43.22]Then cut the clown up on they ass like Bozo
    [00:45.83]Oh no, then dance on top of they asses like Jo Jo Dancer
    [00:48.66]Come Comet, come Dasher, come Prancer
    [00:51.30]Come *******s with machine guns, I think that is the answer
    [00:53.90]But the question "Should we take that bull*******t from them people?"
    [00:56.57]I'm making 300 on my SAT yet I am equal
    [00:59.46]Ain't no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm nervous
    [01:02.21]I've had it up to fo'head of suckas tryin to serve us
    [01:04.71]To graduate is really becomin a very stressful journey
    [01:07.33]I feel like a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me
    [01:10.14]Into a hate monger, and I'm wi*******ng and I wonder
    [01:12.83]Damn, will I graduate before I hit the summer
    [01:15.29]I think not, Officer Friendly tryin to dig up in me
    [01:18.19]He said I'm half assed and got no future
    [01:20.20]And so he sent me up the creek and *******t
    [01:21.52]Stroking like hell without no paddle
    [01:23.53]But *******s is gettin smart, we back on the saddle
    [01:26.25]No longer, y'all know y'all had us down for some years
    [01:28.78]It's the call of da wild *******, uh, there it is
    [01:31.63]I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me (x4)
    [01:53.45]As I step up, the stage is empty
    [01:55.27]No words cause I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get respect
    [01:58.26]Don't call me T, it's a T thang with a G swang
    [02:02.00]Let my nuts hang down to the flo' mane
    [02:04.33]Smoking that dang dang, making mics swang
    [02:06.84]In my 2-8-0 Z, nobody can see me, cruising down the block
    [02:10.90]Just like I was a squirrel in a world full of nuts
    [02:13.41]Damn, I'd probably be mad even if I called Uncle Sam
    [02:16.69]To bring dough to the Goodie Mo-B
    [02:19.59]T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie Brandon B
    [02:23.70]Don't flex, I'm next, I break necks too
    [02:25.50]Rolling with Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94
    [02:28.79]Ha-ha-ha. Yeah, you know what I'm sayin?
    [02:35.05]I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me
    [02:57.85]Yeah, I'm steady bucking mutha*******as
    [02:59.46]Not ducking 'em like duck goose, I'm heavily strapped, yeah *******s
    [03:01.64]Squeezing rhymes like that noose around your neck
    [03:04.34]You can't hang with this, see ain't no thangs to this
    [03:05.95]I show no pity so take off because I'm dangerous
    [03:09.08]I breaks 'em off like I was Beat Street, see I be breaking
    [03:11.92]Speaking of breaking, break on out or get your life taken, boy
    [03:14.25]******g around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split
    [03:17.23]Simply means I'm bringing the funk with the hollow tips
    [03:20.04]Playa *******t is how I'm kicking it
    [03:21.87]Coming around the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass
    [03:24.15]So ******* it or flip it, I'll still be a playa
    [03:27.77]Puffy afro with ******* naps off in my hair
    [03:30.37]*******t, that's simply how I run my *******t and that's how it be
    [03:32.88]That ******* B-I-G B-O-I, that be me, yeek
    [03:36.26]See I'm a playa, got my struggle on
    [03:38.11]Thinking about the volume and thickness of my bankroll
    [03:40.57]You see the cops is in my *******t like colon cancer
    [03:43.64]Even though I never smoke that *******t like (right)...yeah
    [03:46.42]I give a call of da wild to my *******s around the projects
    [03:49.25]So don't flex or get served with a pop neck *******t
    [03:52.41]OG, original gangsta, not quite
    [03:54.58]But maybe when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting swole right
    [03:57.38]Life's a ******* with a G-string, it's either in your ass or it ain't
    [04:01.77]So you can see who can really hang
    [04:03.03]But y'all don't wanna do nothing, y'all can go to hell
    [04:05.54]Ain't no playas in office cause I'm locked off in a cell
    [04:08.19]So can you feel me, *******
    [04:11.36]I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me
    [04:35.16]Khujo, coming in ****, bring it
    [04:37.41]I got more problems than the average Joe
    [04:38.99]So bro don't come 'round me with your flim flam, hot damn
    [04:41.86]It's a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird
    [04:46.09]K's madness into capping
    [04:48.54]Throw in a few more logs, so my fire looking through the want ads
    [04:51.53]And only red hot, desire in your pot is something wicked
    [04:54.49]But you can't feel it, stick it up your monkey ass
    [04:58.44]I could let *******t ride in the past, now it's time to blast that ass
    [05:01.82]Shhh... Mr. Knighton take off your hat
    [05:04.95]Can't even my wear my locs in
    [05:06.75]Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral vision got it
    [05:10.42]Made you go no holds barred
    [05:11.82]Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here comes the Goodie Mo crew
    [05:15.54]And they just might want to battle you
    [05:17.96]Out with the quickness
    [05:19.32]The price of living is beginning to be a risky business
    [05:22.21]Uncaged, Parkay
    [05:25.11]How do you like the taste of hot butter melting through your biscuits?
    [05:28.04]This is your brain on drugs, this is your brain...
    [05:31.81]**** cut *******s I hang with before there were apar******ents
    [05:34.85]In Chappell Forest, it's gettin horrid
    [05:37.16]The hunted child is on the prowl, yahhh!!!!!
    [05:41.40]I let out a call to da wild
    [05:43.52]I let out a call to da wild
    [05:49.40]