a new boss Check the southern slang boy gotta troop drawn From East point to New York It's Outkast runnin' through y'all Allaljuah Oh y'all Who can
saga foretold Who got caught pon the block for gold got the old Heads froze, they peepin' outa closed window They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all
in the other room It's 'bout to be some grown folks talkin' here, okay? All right Yeah, things ain't always what they seem or cracked up to be Like all
aids disease -- negative The scapegoat becomes a raging rhinoceros Bush is steady watching us How can we kill their asiatic crew Ahh develop a harsh addictive
get lost, and hit the land mine Like a teenage love You can't trust your girlfriend Saying don't, don't, don't hurt me again Or addiction (addiction)
the piece/peace True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed Criminally addicted, infested since a seed We all die, breed bleed like humans
now We movin' to the hills, nigga C'mon Bringin 'wood to the hood Y'all know what it is Young world I put my life on the line for y'all I love y'all
the coke My A done make the worst things out the cast of Different Strokes I'm addicted to street life, although it doesn't seem right Many criticize but yo we all
' the feds the satisfaction Subtractin' my freedom have me missin' in action A fraction of y'all, raw like colt to the jaw The rest of y'all, fear war
'll probably get a tan here Scott, turn up the master so I can hear, and talk faster I'm the Blastmaster, 'cos I'm blasted I know a lot of y'all are shocked
to find my brother was hit He wasn't dead but the blood was pouring And all I could think about was war and Later I found that it was Rob and his crew
pity" We all hoods and all we ever had was dreams Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind I was addicted
back where we began then you took me for a spin And captivated brought me in and now See I still watch you from a distance, lost in you lose all resistance
if you not with the crew, Converting you is our mission. If you're a born Technician, Put your ammunition, And your hands up in the sky. This is a strong addiction
does it get me, yes it does Feels lovely Pink or brown without even with fuzz They love me All up on me off up in the club Addicted Gotta get her off
a vest with me,And iA'mma ride A'til i rest in peace (Yukmouth) Makaveli rest in peace,All these wannabeA's like Master p all these niggaz screaminA'blastephemy
out here, mental man, don't respect him You now in pain, your mom just had the abortion Big head Boo, I put some roaches on your whole crew Have you
, Kel, fin' ta set it off for y'all, yeah, c'mon It's the remix Track Master remix, y'all, Kels an' Jigga Big chips with Twista, y'all, get this money