Lyrics

[Intro] Ghosts and goblins run amok In the caverns of rhine Slinging petty corruption The seventh sign [Chorus] Give it (Yeah) Give it to you (To you) And I do what it takes To give it to you (Bust) (Bust) [Verse 1: Big Boi] Step into the realms of space where nobody goes Only the baddest motherfuckers are the ones that are chose Some of the coolest individuals on the planet we said Best believe that we can buck or give a damn if we care No collision supervision but my family is here Now my mama taught my niggas that was under the stairs One of those who chauffeured life and then was underprepared But my hunger is the thunder, no wonder it can't be smothered Or buttered up, buttercup, melt your sauce You a Chuck E. Cheese bouncer chumpin' off the boss What I'm tryna tell you now is that you're softer than soft And I'm sick as a cough, did I mention it's raw? Your predicaments flawed, flaw means fucked up And serving out the oven not fried, slow roast No coast, tuck your tail and hide You scared? [Chorus] Give it (Yeah) Give it to you (To you) And I do what it takes To give it to you (Bust) (Bust) [Verse 2: Killer Mike] I officially do it with guns on tour We lock down traps, push caps galore My wiz cook work until it scale like fish My old earth even known to handle biz I serve whipped, out of whips, whip out cash Usually keep a G-pack on the dash Try to test my gangsta, I bring harm I'm as slick as Freeway Rick and Nicholas Barnes My Uptown Nikes hold caps and cheddar My waistline hold a four pound Beretta I'll shoelace your face just to learn you better My ox so sharp it cut through leather My rap name Killer, my street name Skunk I mastered the music that was born in the Bronx! I switch my slang, spit from my mouth I'm still all coast, my coast the South [Chorus] Give it (Yeah) Give it to you (To you) And I do what it takes To give it to you (Bust) (Bust)