Текст песни Outkast - Da Art Of Storytellin` (part 2)
Outkast - Da Art Of Storytellin` (part 2) слова песни
[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