lirik lagu tomb of the boom – outkast feat. konkrete, big gipp & ludacris
speakerboxxx
yo, before you all know what time it is
it’s your homeboy, straight from the a-t
i ain’t even goin’ say the motherf-cking rest
but you know, we talk about it all day long baby
we fin’a break you off with some brand new sh-t
this rap game lovely
konkrete play a part ’cause the feds want to bug me
athletes want to be rappers, shawty, trust me
bending corners in the benz ridin’ like a bucket, n-gg- f-ck it
i know some hoes sl-tty
i optioned a b-tch off like a n-gg- playin’ rugby
i done seen a ghetto meal, little buddy, trust me
jump european, came clean through customs, no questions
perpetrators in the booth, rappin’ lame like they drug related
it made me sick to my stomach, lost a two and had a baby
you don’t grind, you be lying
she’ll be castrated, lorena bobbitt maybe
tomb after tomb, boom, boom after boom
serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
cool, ooh, that’s cool
you see, i c-ck back glocks, got more pull than slang shots
hit g spots by givin’ hoes back shots
i’m a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
but i pull up on your block in the 500 benz drop
konkrete, aquemini, we takin’ this here to the top
bust like balloons, who gives a d-mn if it goes pop
you say it’s hot, well let me turn it up another notch
to all my real n-gg-z, won’t you pump this out your speakerboxxx?
f-ck the cops, we makin’ noise and we won’t stop
bump, b-mp, there goes the boom and it’s goin’ drop
old school, big shoes, n-gg-, no socks
we keep tools, see fools, bullets will flock
they call me mr. ravioli, mr. scrotum
mr. poke em with the noodle
mr. c-ckerspanielle in your poodle, after school tutor
roto rooter, addicted to follies like brown collies, stay soft fro
swimming in the fallopian of an ethiopian
talking a different language, rbi fly wide
come to me now, 84 hard, 84 soft wit me now
beautiful ladies, they want to walk wit me now
talk wit me now
push a glock for me now, sale c-ck for me now
fight a b-tch, hit her in the eye for me now
see you when i see you, now out wit me now
tomb after tomb, boom, boom after boom
serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
cool, ooh, that’s cool
i will never fall off, i haul off heavy weight
f-ck wit me dog, i chop you up like norman bates
i’m true to this sh-t, i ain’t new to this sh-t
over a million sold on strictly weed and bricks
flammable like gasoline when i’m lit up
i prefer my liquor dark and a mean white sl-t
it’s over for you, cavern -ss rapper, get out the game
you can fool the record labels but not the street fame
i just tell it how i see it n-gg-, fact is fact
the first verse i ever wrote, i got a platinum plaque
i’ve been to h-ll and back so n-gg- give me my props
konkrete and big boi beatin’ through your speakerboxxx
tomb after tomb, boom, boom after boom
serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
cool, ooh, that’s cool
ludacris, yeah i keep a glock in case you like to leak a lot
meanwhile, crank the volume kn-b up on my speakerboxxx
get the f-ck on the ground
is just a phase you might hear strolling through the a-town
they don’t believe i will stab them in the abdomen
from college park, georgia to college park, maryland
so put your fist up boy, you wanna romp
you can bankhead bounce or get eastside stomped
thinking way back before i got mine
putting bullet holes through neighborhood stop signs
it’s my adrenaline, yes, ladies and gentleman
a hundred though, b-tch, diamonds shimmerin’
catch me with a sack of dro, reaching for the strap below
i’m with some nasty hoes, eating pistachios
y’all driving subaru’s, stuck in your cubicles
i’m stuck in the air with weed crumbs under my cuticles
tomb after tomb, boom, boom after boom
serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
cool, ooh, that’s cool
fourth and goal, should i take the three point?
field goal for the score or should i roll?
around and take the ball up the middle up the gut
the what, the hole, cranium overload, over throwed
now we got seven more points on the board, fa sho
b i g b o i, me oh my, i think he’s blessing me
excelling in harmonious melody, boy we got the recipe
like ragu, it’s in there, giving you some of the best of me
player, pimp, gangster, poet, we goin’ spit it
we goin’ show it to your -ss
“you’re a champion” were my dad’s last words before he p-ssed
but i know one day we will once more cross paths
they say, “big boi, can you pull it off without your n-gg- dre”
i say, “people, stop the madness cause me and dre be okay”
outkast, cell therapy to cell division, we just split it down the middle
so you can see both the visions, been spittin’ it d-mn near ten years
why the f-ck would be be quittin’? f-ck, n-gg-
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