Lyrics

[Verse 1: T-Mo] Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go If you wanna be a ho, go 'head, and don't be scared Many a bitch, represents, and is led–whichever way No, I'm not gay And really don't give a fuck 'bout what you doin' – long as I pave the way For my Southwest G.A. warriors To come in packs, to feed Takin' what we need, to succeed, You know what we gon' do, on this road We gon' explode Now are you ready for this territory? Makin' our life one big story To tell reality amongst the youth Long as–breath is in my body, I got proof I'm not scared [Refrain: Khujo] If you scared... say you scared [Verse 2: Big Gipp] Who's scared? In this world I'm Gipp; in second, the Mutant The third, the Geechee How many ways can you reach me? Now most be Scully, went from clean to muddy Polished to shine, the season to rhyme Been down like brown, like dirt to the ground Been lookin' for love, now I bubble like suds Others flew "Sky High," while others were duds Live high up on the hills, to escape the floods Situations, they change, like faces and names Went from cool to plain, from lame to flame Man down or not, man plans or plots Give a fuck what you think, we ain't movin' out this spot And I'm out [Refrain: Khujo] If you scared... say you scared [Verse 3: André 3000] Yo, paragraph indent – I make intense sense Niggas on that Gil Scott dope—hint, hint At age fifteen, they start smokin' Billy Clint' Now he's twenty-one and wants to know where the time went "Hey, hey, hey, what's the haps?" Well, see – your time elapsed Have you ever thought of the meaning of the word "trap"? Baboon on your back, but what's sad is that crack Was introduced to Hispanic communities and Blacks But then it spread to White and got everyone's undivided– Attention, 'cause your daughter is on it, and you can't hide it Maybe your son tried it Rehab too crowded You scared, she scared, they scared, I said – They scared, they scared to talk about it 'Bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it [Refrain: Khujo] If you scared... say you scared [Verse 4: Big Boi] February 1st, 1975's my birthdate The player, the B-O-I, was brought onto this Earth on Thursday I think, see – my cap, I twist it back from all the dank But if you see me on the ave, you betta believe I tote that shank So what y'all thought, bruh? I gotta protect my name and what we fought for 'Southernplayalistic' 'ATLiens' in your sock drawer No lockjaw We got that raw shit, and all the trimmings Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning – the intro The Goodie, we kinfolk Nigga, it's fin' to jump off, but now it's time I lay low 'Cause I believe the track gon' cut off Sike – the track is bumpin', like pussies on some dykes So if you scared, say you scared, 'cause everybody can die tonight 'Cause my heart don't pump no Slushee You touch my niggas, you touch me I blow up the microphone, like Marilyn Manson – you can't hush me Yeah! [Verse 5: Khujo] Heat'll make anything move Even Tyson can get laid down with this tool Just 'cause the name say Goodie, you take us for fools Out they rabbit-ass mind, don't give me mine? I go off like mines, blowin' suckers to smithereens We was never folks if we fell out over this lil' cream Or let some soft legs come in between our dreams We live like kings, and die like fuckin' men I don't care how rough you roll, we can't be shut down Ain't no openin' up shop, we already established You lap doggin', we boss hoggin' Grown men, don't beg for attention Keep wishin', high heels clickin' Paper champions, leavin' with they feet behind Zap 'em for the pumpkin, at twelve – on the bottom bunk Holla at me – six to the left, last one Can't turn over with dirt on ya – slain dead (Dead) Devils, don't have enough to purchase my essence (Sick) in da head, missin' ounces Zip code, eight miles – suckas think I got they package But they still eatin' moo-moo, oink-oink And fowl-fowl-fowl-fowl... [Outro: Khujo] The truth hurts, but you can't be scared of it... So remember that – OutKast, Goodie Mo-B Still standin' for somethin', while y'all fallin' for nothin' Stop dyin' over this lil' concrete and lil' paper We get this shit together, power's in numbers You can deny the lie, but you can't deny the truth You scared! You scared! Say you scared! (Yeah...)