Lyrics

[Chorus: André 3000] Brothers on the block knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Sisters at the crib knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Teachers at the school knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Babies on the bottle knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high (From this point on, it only gets rougher) [Verse 1: Big Boi] Well, here's a formal introduction, something to make you ponder The situation's ugly like In Living Color's Wanda (Word up) Now, everybody play dumb, but there's some That succumb or fall a victim I will overcome any hurdle or obstacle that's in my path Fast cash should be the last resort, so make it last For the risk you took, trick, you shook your ass For some hundred dollar heels and a designer bag Now that's ass-backwards All you got in the refrigerator is bratwurst Your stomach is balled in a knot, you got that Phat purse Pocketbook, stop and look, pockets look void Destroyed by the need to indulge and enjoy the finer things in life (Yeah) Your dignity the only sacrifice Slim as your chances of being somebody's wife They seeing you butt booty naked every night Ain't nothing right or wrong [Chorus: André 3000] Brothers on the block knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Sisters at the crib knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Teachers at the school knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Babies on the bottle knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high (From this point on, it only gets rougher) [Verse 2: Big Boi] Even though things started falling apart Wanda went and bought a Honda, now she's out of a job She would slob on a knob for a little less than a yard A massage, you could drill her like a sarge' She would charge and rob, pick through your pockets She got the trick's watch and the silver locket That he bought for his wife but Wanda left her license On the nightstand fuckin' with this white man She met in a little red Corvette, paid for sex Made a deal that she would never forget, you can bet Every action has a positive and equal reaction Therefore everything that goes around comes around in that fashion Fast and furiously There was a knock on the sliding glass door, "Bitch, it's me You thought you was slick the way you hit me for that lick But you slipped, now I'm gettin' in your shit" [Chorus: André 3000] Brothers on the block knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Sisters at the crib knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Teachers at the school knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Babies on the bottle knowing (From this point on, it only gets rougher) Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high (From this point on, it only gets rougher) (From this point on, it only gets rougher) (From this point on, it only gets rougher) (From this point on, it only gets rougher) (From this point on, it only gets rougher)