Lyrics

[Intro: André 3000] Woo, woo Yosky-wosky, peesky-weesky What'cha wanna do-ski? Nathaniel Niggas get jacked like Daniel Something I can't handle Yo, o-kay... [Verse 1: André 3000] Yo, this is my story, this is my song And to them rudypoots – don't attempt to try this at home It's just a poem, until y'all learn right from wrong Know when to bless a situation, when to grab the chrome But it's back on – another stormy night in Atlanta, Georgia Overcast, but on behalf of OutKast, I cordially Invite you to an emotion-filled theater Bring your umbrellas, 'cause, young fella, it gets no weirder [Chorus: André 3000] We reign, reign, supreme, 'preme Dungeon, Dungeon kings Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole? Chonkyfire, spliced with rock n' roll Indubitably, piper pied Now hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole? Chonkyfire, spliced with rock n' roll Indubitably, piper pied Now, now, just hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride [Break: OutKast] You are now entering the fifth dimension of ascension Our only intention is to take you high High, uh, yeah, yeah, my Lord [Verse 2: Big Boi] To make one bob they head would be the track job Your job's to spit that fire Some of y'all MC's take this rhymin' for granted, I won't comply With that slackin', poppin', and crackin', Fourth Ward say we snappin' They want that hardness, that oddness, that gets a nigga to start this What's happenin'? See, if I do what you won't do today, boy Will I live tomorrow? Like you can't even live 'cause you strayed Motivational skills lackin'; when I see you, nigga, you packin' Understand that though, you behind a $75,000 car do' But still stay with Mom though, playing the King like Don doe You choked up You was the nigga that supposed to be so locced up Makin' them think Hip-Hop is dead, exhume the body if you ain't scared And if I see you in the streets, I'd dap you down like you was Greg, yeah [Chorus: André 3000] We reign, reign, supreme, preme Dungeon, Dungeon kings Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole? Chonkyfire, spliced with rock n' roll Indubitably, piper pied Now hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole? Chonkyfire, spliced with rock n' roll Indubitably, piper pied Now, now just hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole? Chonkyfire, spliced with rock n' roll Indubitably, piper pied Now hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride Do you know what brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole? Chonkyfire, spliced with rock n' roll Indubitably, piper pied Now, now just hold on, my brother, no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride [Outro: Kid (of Kid 'n' Play) at The Source Awards] And the winner is—ladies, help me out—OutKast! {*crowd erupts in applause*} Goodie Mob in the house! [Big Boi] Yeah, word, what's up? Goodie Mob in the house, yanahmsayin' We wanna say what's up to New York, yanahmsayin' 'Cause we from Down South, nahmsayin' Is New York up in this, yanahmsayin''? Are y'all in here, yanahmsayin'? This y'all city, yanahmsayin'... We just wanna say—yanamsayin'— Wanna say what's up to all the original MCs out there People out there that who got their own stuff So – what's up, Dré? [André 3000] Yeah, first of all, yanahmsayin', I wanna thank God Just—nahmsayin'—dead serious 'Cause if it wasn't for Him, yanahmsayin', we wouldn't be here But it's like this, though – I'm tired of folks, yanahmsayin'—them closed-minded folks, yanahmsayin' It's like – we got a demo tape and don't nobody wanna hear it... But it's like this – the South got somethin' to say! That's all I got to say [Skit]