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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Boi
Lead Vocals
Chanz Parkman
Piano
Tomi Martin
Guitar
Dré
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwan Patton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Outkast
Producer
John Frye
Recording Engineer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Blake Eiseman
Recording Engineer
Ryan Williams
Recording Engineer
Kenny Stallworth
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ralph Cacciurri
Assistant Recording Engineer
Shawn Grove
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Organized Noize
Executive Producer
Antonio "LA" Reid
Executive Producer
Babyface
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yo-ski, whoa-ski
Peace-ski, wee-ski
What you wanna do-ski?
Nathaniel, **** get jacked like that, yo
Something I can't handle
Yo
I'm okay
[Verse 1]
Yo, this is my story, this is my song
And to them rudypoots, don't attempt to try this at home
It's just a poem, until y'all learn right from wrong
Know when to bless a situation, when to grab the chrome
But it's back on, another stormy night in Atlanta, Georgia
Overcast, but on behalf of Outkast
I cordially invite you to an emotion-filled theater
Bring your umbrellas, 'cause, young fella, it gets no weirder
[Chorus]
We reign, reign supreme-preme, dungeon, dungeon kings
Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out they hole?
Chonkyfire spliced with rock and roll, indubitably, piper pied
Now hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride
[Chorus]
Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out they hole?
Chonkyfire spliced with rock and roll, indubitably, piper pied
Now just hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride
[Bridge]
You are now entering the fifth dimension of ascension
Our only intention is to take you high
Yeah, yeah, my Lord
[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh, to make one bob they head be the track job, your job to spit that fire
Some of y'all emcees take this rhyming for granted, I won't comply
With that slacking, popping, and cracking, Fourth Ward say we snapping, they want that hardness
That oddness that gets a **** to start this, what's happening?
See, if I do what you won't do today, boy
Will I live tomorrow like you can't even live, 'cause you straight?
Motivational skills lacking, when I see you, ****, you're packing
Understand that though, you behind a seventy-five thousand dollar car though
But you still stay with mom though, playing the king like Don though
You choked up, you was the **** that supposed to been so locc'd up
Making 'em think hip hop is dead, exhume the body if you ain't scared
And if I see you in the streets, I'd dap you down like you was Greg, yeah
[Chorus]
We reign, reign supreme-preme, dungeon, dungeon kings
Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out they hole?
Chonkyfire spliced with rock and roll, indubitably, piper pied
Now hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride
[Chorus]
Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out they hole?
Chonkyfire spliced with rock and roll, indubitably, piper pied
Now just hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride
[Chorus]
Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out they hole?
Chonkyfire spliced with rock and roll, indubitably, piper pied
Now hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride
[Chorus]
Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out they hole?
Chonkyfire spliced with rock and roll, indubitably, piper pied
Now just hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride
Written by: André Benjamin, Antwan Patton