The Olio

Lyrics

[Intro: L.E.G.A.C.Y.] Uh Minstrel Show Yeah [Verse 1: L.E.G.A.C.Y.] From the watermelon patch, it's Lil Nigga Jim Massa 'bout to make me scuff my lil nigga Timbs Ain't nothin' friendly, just to let you know You against me is Old Yeller versus Cujo Better fall back, walk with L.E.G. could be a war And with raps, I talk to the dead like a Ouija board Tell 'em they still alive, shitted on but still I rise I blackface you, use Mayhem to bait you Damn right I hate you, you hated us first Said that Pooh didn't belong, L.E.G. is one-dimensional Sound wack on every song, 9th's beats sound the same You don't fuck with 'Te, didn't like Foreign Exchange I scream fuck you all, even the score of the game A showboat, I'm flashy, I'm hood mixed with classy I keep a good bitch around, I call her Lassie Go fetch, Minstrel Show another classic, no sweat [Interlude: Phonte] Yes! (Uh, yeah) Niggas is... a beautiful thing (Check it out, check it out) Put your black face paint on! (Uh) [Verse 2: Phonte] I don't think they know how dirty this sport is It's more than just spittin' rhymes, don't get it distorted And y'all can choose to ignore it But still I'm stoppin' you popcorn niggas from thinkin' you important Whether they buy the CD online or import it I'm heard in all states and I don't mean insurance Because I stay true to my following Instead of you hollow and fickle fans that blow with the wind currents See nigga, I've been learnin' the ropes of my team Been burning your hopes and dreams of being the next ones I go into wreckin' mode, it sound like an episode Of Who Wants to Be an Ass and you the next contestant My God, nigga, get some protection Call Spielberg or Benny Boom and get some direction 'Cause your whole art is garbage Phonte, lines hit the hardest I'm rap's heavyweight and me and L.E.G. are sparring partners What? [Interlude: Phonte] Phonte, Big Pooh and L.E.G.A.C.Y., man, you not seeing us It's nothing, man Let's give it to 'em, y'all [Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh] Check, I attack the rack On fire like Shaq, pimp tracks makes me a mack LB and L.E.G.A.C.Y. roll back We smoke mice, homie, and invite y'all to catch a contact You know the League's stacked like racks on strippers Vainglorious the way we paint these pictures Get used to the fixtures, niggas scared shitless Please bow out 'fore you stumble out senseless Walked by them benches, worked on my sentence Knowing money only thing to bail you out of pinches Live for the moment, you can die in an instant For instance, this nigga Nate sold in them trenches Hopped over fences, until them boys caught up with him Got close to him, then they squoze like citrus Dollars over bitches, pay attention, bread I hope you listen close to the words that we said [Hook: Phonte, L.E.G.A.C.Y. & Rapper Big Pooh] All day, it's Phonte and I'm destined to win It's L.E.G.A.C.Y. the rockstar, I'ma ride til the end It's the Rapper Big Pooh, makin' magic with pens And that's the way it goes down, yo, again and again These boys go hard like a 5th of gin It's the Minstrel Show, let the record spin I came here to make peace, I ain't come to make friends And that's the way it goes down, yo, again and again [Outro: Phonte & Rapper Big Pooh] Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you for coming out, thank you for coming out That's the way it goes down, yo?! Way it's going down forreal (Again and again) Again and again, Phonte and Big Pooh, 9th Wonder, it's Little Brother (Yeah) It's Little Brother, y'know what I'm saying, the next thing you know The whole world... is gonna be... Phonte and Big Pooh The next thing you know, what's going on? 9th Wonder (Who? Who?) What is this? What's happening? What's going on? Minstrel Show is hot! Little Brother - Two, the competition... (Zero) Yeah! Fucking A, fucking A, dude! Yeah We going to.. Pahonix! Holy shit, we [?] Yeah!