[Big Boi]
  Yo
  Just so you all know what time it is
  It's your homeboy
  Straight from the A-T
  I ain't even goin say the motherfucking rest
  You know
  We talk about it all day long baby
  We fin'a break you off with some brand new shit
  
  [C-Bone]
  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, nigga fuck it
  I know some hoes slutty
  I optioned a bitch off like a nigga 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 Bobitt maybe
  
  [Big Boi]
  Tomb after tomb
  Boom, boom after boom
  Serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
  From embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
  Cool, ooh, that's cool
  
  [Lil' Brotha]
  You see, I cock 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 damn if it goes pop
  You say it's hot, well let me turn it up another notch
  To all my real niggaz, won't you pump this out your Speakerboxxx
  Fuck the cops, we makin noise and we won't stop
  Bump, bump, there goes the boom and it's goin drop
  Old school, big shoes, nigga, no socks
  We keep tools, see fools, bullets will flock
  
  [Big Gipp]
  They call me Mr. Ravioli, Mr. Scrotum, Mr. Poke Em with the Noodle
  Mr. Cockerspanielle 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 cock for me now
  Fight a bitch, hit her in the eye for me now
  See you when I see you, now out wit me now
  
  [Big Boi]
  Tomb after tomb
  Boom, boom after boom
  Serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
  From embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
  Cool, ooh, that's cool
  
  [Supa Nate]
  I will never fall off, I haul off heavy weight
  Fuck wit me dog, I chop you up like Norman Bates
  I'm true to this shit, I ain't new to this shit
  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 slut
  It's over for you, cavern ass rapper, get out the game
  You can fool the record labels but not the street fame
  I just tell it how I see it nigga, fact is fact
  The first verse I ever wrote, I got a Platinum plaque
  I've been to hell and back so nigga give me my props
  Konkrete and Big Boi beatin through your Speakerboxxx
  
  [Big Boi]
  Tomb after tomb
  Boom, boom after boom
  Serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
  From embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
  Cool, ooh, that's cool
  
  [Ludacris]
  Ludacris, yeah I keep a glock in case you like to leak alot
  Meanwhile, crank the volume knob up on my Speakerboxxx
  Get the fuck 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, bitch, 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 Subarus, stuck in your cubicles
  I'm stuck in the air with weed crumbs under my cuticles
  
  [Big Boi]
  Tomb after tomb
  Boom, boom after boom
  Serving up emotion once you deep inside the tomb
  From embryo to newborn, you can feel me in the womb
  Cool, ooh, that's cool
  
  [Big Boi]
  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, overthrowed
  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, ganster, poet
  We goin spit it, we goin show it to your ass
  "You're a champion" were my dad's last words before he passed
  But I know one day we will once more cross paths
  They say "Big Boi, can you pull it off without your nigga Dre"
  I say "people, stop the madness cause me and Dre be okay"
  OutKast, Cell Therapy to cell division
  We jus tsplit it down the middle so you can see both the visions
  Been spittin it damn near ten years, why the fuck would be be quittin
  Fuck, nigga