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B.O.B.

OutKast

Street Vibes, Vol. 7

2001

this'll be the year that we won't forget
1-9-9-9, Anno Domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences are given for livin'

B.O.B.

OutKast

Big Boi and Dre Present...Outkast

2001

this'll be the year that we won't forget
1-9-9-9, Anno Domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences are given for livin'

a hundred in my pocket Put a hundred just to match it
Can't seem to put my focus on the hater I'm only seeing paper
My year to turn the critics into flavors

going global like the covid-19 spreading fasts there isn’t no cure
I’m going main stream just give it year or two
And we gone see who stamina lasted

Can cure my anxiety or my fear of rejection
And I know I'm the one but I don't really think they do
So I don't ever say a word, I let them make they

poison in my veins
And I got sadness in my heart
Deadly combination from the jump
I want a hundred large
That's the cure I want the gwuap 
I've been

comes by and haunts us all

An invasion of torture is coming for you
A troubled and cursed little plague boho
Green wicked goo, with a sense of voodoo
It

we have been hunted
Treated like some animals, they kill us by the hundreds
Tired of the target on my back, aim it elsewhere
And if you shoot
Then all

Less than 100 years ago they tried to breed slaves
Only so long you can keep a king from his King ways
Traveling paths that a standard map wouldn't have

& Tina told me love is just a second hand emotion
So I keep the blade by the bunk sharpened cause I heard 100k will pay for a trump pardon
Come get

holy hill all on a monday

Well it started not a hundred years back with priest from Germany
He broke his vows by having an affair with a married young

Can we talk about a cure?
They say we move in private armies
Don't you know it's just so?
Ten thousand years of progress screaming
Don't forget me now

as rancher
Start a political movement, something like Black Panthers
Learn science, go to school, and find a cure for cancer
Become religious, cross the whole

as I could, get you out tha bottle into my neck
Minute by minute would pass like a sec
On demand another one of you would check
On me ta see if I was

in my pockets is these hundreds just from last year
Thought I was from Texas way I'm switching lanes and gripping gears
How they find Bin laden but

I'm different cause I say what I want
I'm blunt and shit 
If there's a cure for this
I don't need it, and I don't want it 
I'm wild, loud, and rumble

murked by a Buffalo Soldier/6
Wack100 already exposed ya
Give it up with that thugged out rap 
Nodding off in a drugged out nap 
60 years old

Looking at it, this the real it
And you tell by how I feel it
If I was a drug, you could deal it
Selling my tunes like a bando
Hand to hand though
And I

By power and authority
“I am the messenger
He sent down to Earth to lead and guide”

A gentle preacher preaches
Days and years he calculates
The coming

years on average.
Our colorful plumage 
Was venerated by 
The Mayans who used 
Magnificent feathers to 
cdorn headdresses 
cnd clothing.

You're my medication
You are my cure
Healing vibrations
With you I'm secure
Being around you
My heart is assured
You're my medication
100 percent

didn't know me, they surely know me by now 
I'm the man of the year 
Man
Of the year 
Of the year
Of the year
I'm the man 
Of the year 

Seat belt,

that you can say...)
(“Yeah well, useless as I am at least I can move that from there to there”)
I want a hundred million dollars
A house in New York

strike three
Hundred years in the hole won't
Ever see a life free
Ham sandwich waterdown ice tea fuck the law
Concrete wall nothing the sight see
Grudges