Текст песни Outkast - Phobia, слова песни Outkast

Текст песни Outkast - Phobia

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[Talking:] The feeling of being 12 years old and waking up in the middleof the night and somebody in yo room. Yo heart starts beating so fastyou can hear it pumping. The veins in yo temple pulsate as you stare atthe intruder. Then after a few minutes you realize he ain`t moving. Sofinally you let `em hang and turn on the light and the killer turns intoyo coat throwed over the chair.The feeling of sitting at the red light early in the morning and two orthree motherfuckers cross the street. Yo senses heighten, reflexessharpen vision`s enhanced adrenaline flows as they rush across thestreet you leave the print from the heater grip in yo palm then yo heartrate and breathing drag back to normal as you realize these niggas justgoin` to the store.Many of us mistake Phobia for true fear. Whereas fear is a gift fromGod to be used for self-preservation. Phobia are obstacles strategicallyplaced in society by opposers of positive existence. Throughstereotyping, innuendo, false documentation, and glorification they`llturn your fear switch to a permanent on. We can change this by changingthe small truth within` the lie. Death is a small price to pay forrespect. Death is a small price to pay for respect. You know who it is.You know what it is. Peace out.[Verse 1: Andre]In these troublin` timesa nigga like me be thinkin` of rhymesthat makes my quarters nickelsplus my pennies and my dimes stackDon`t be lookin` for trouble it be finding meTry turning the other cheekI understand but never mind thatYes Sir guess the light is getting dimat the end of the tunnel tried to hit me for my rimsI never thought thirty spokescould attract too much attentionI gotta protect my own thereforeI`m heated just like a kitchenfull of pots and pan Glocks in handShots rung out like ringin` the bellsand then that sucker nigga ranDamn, I never thought that itwould come to this conclusionthe folks that throwed uson them boats should be the one`s I`m losin`but naw we don`t see it that wayin `94 this is the real no time for play playbetta believe the playas on the lootneed to get they head screwed on tightwhen it really get down to the nitty gritwho gone fight pipe down`cause ain`t no better timeto crank it up than right nowwe gots to see rump crum down hereand I don`t hear nobody disagreein`Orga-no-i-z-e-Mr. D.J. and me and Big Boi[Chorus]So don`t spend yo whole lifelivin` it for the whiteYou got a 9 to 5 and nowyou choose to live it rightYou takin` yo ass to the Army`cause you scared of RevolutionI`m writing everyday to stop that brain pollutionI got a baby on the way that stress is in my chestI`m 18 years of age and black so I can picture lessI`m smokin` and drinkin` e`rydaySo play your fuckin` jobeducated and black I will resort to rob[Verse 2: Big Boi]See why in the muthafuckdo niggas be acting upDo they want me to grab my shitand lettin` that pistol go ruckSee I be gettin` stuck and stuffhavin` to knock a nigga out about my cloutThat`s not what it`s aboutsee yes indeed I got that weedlike Daddy Q be havin` them ouncesThat nigga the B-I-G be chokin` `em outand then I bouncesI got that lyrical flow to makea hoe pull up her skirtI drunk that herk & jerk boithinkin` of future things to work onI got my fuck on andthen I took my clothes offWashed my nuts up in the sinkand then I got more nuts offCough it`s time to be outsee bein` a pimp is bein` a pimpI`m dirtier than the shiton the back of a shrimpNow ain`t that foulthe way a nigga can spit that styleMy nigga I spit it I did itNow suckas need to quit it`Cause it`s real[Chorus][Verse 3: Big Boi]Well it`s that nigga that bewearing Nautica V-necksand Polo sweatsI got some food up in yo thoughtsand that cess off in yo chestSee livin` up in the dungeonwhere we stayed in `93see that nigga the B-I-G B-O-Ithat be meand when we rock itNiggas be jocking just like ?you snitch I fucked yo bitchSee and my niggas G`d that hoeon the South side of Camelton RoadNo slippin` in this pimpin`she was just a horny toadSee I`m a mystery like thekilling of Michael Jordan`s fatherWas steadily packin` the hoeswhen I worked at Foot LockerI`m gettin` higher than learningsmokin` `em up and then burningEast Point is on the mapand now my clothes is hurtin`[Andre:]Now shit done got boring assmolin` when excess closed downbut niggaz kept sewin` shearin`stirrin` bein` the pharm assistant that missedof the folks but some peopletend to joke about thisbut it`s really dead spiritsYou can bet my lyricsnow ya wonder why that wedone stopped and got seriousWantin` to know where I`m fromand where I need to beNow that I know comfortableliving give me meatCan I get back ya wonder why we split backlure us into pitch black darkbut I sit back and sparkanother one to leave ya discombobulatedin that dust livin` in a worldwhere in nobody do you trustThen hush never became a major tradebut us in major trouble`cause we made a too many mistakesoff in the pastThinkin` you could make it this world and now we laugh `cause it`s all faults [Chorus starts here]either way ya go ya gotta pay the cost of the mic wind[Chorus repeat] [last line is changed to:]I`m hangin` with the G-O-O-D-I-E Mob Nigga yeahTakin` you a li`l higher knowwhatI`msayin` when you learnin` when youburnin` up that smoke so you can choke on my quotesand get my * down yo throat you just don`t understandyouknowwhatI`msayin` Organized Noize for `95 Bitch!

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