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[Al Pacino]

"I`ll fight for you `til the day I die"



[Gipp]

Yeah.. yeah.. yo

Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope

Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak

Pull up, jump out, and then I strut for em

And if anybody got problems, I`ma cut for em

In this atmosphere now you can disappear smoke thick

Shells bail like tailbacks lookin for hoes

Drag my ass down the air like I care

Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an arab

Makin money off these breakdown slabs

We got this zone, get your own

Better move on before your folk get split, you won`t forget

The DF put it down, now get down, or sit down



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..



[Khujo]

I tackle my problems, never run from my foes

Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it didn`t leave a sucka froze

like he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose

on all fo`s

You hit em high I hit em low, for this dough

Yo heart gon` bust out here, cause we comin full speed

We deep and take you lift you up off of your feet

at the lift, of the glass, sippin victory

Clean cut but I stay dirty

Uhh, you play fair, I teach

I spot this pig in yo` face like you never stopped eatin pork

or beast, ?? ??

Tenacious on his grill, uhh, all-pro hall of famer

with no fears, blood sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..



[Andre]

The rich boy got it bad cause he is rich

The po` boy got it bad cause he is po`

The bad boy got it bad cause he won`t grow

The good gul got it good cause she got game

It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered lame

Same like mechanics do it, baby who need her Buick

repaired don`t have no knowledge of what a brake shoe is

Make woo it, turns a nigga, sperm it tickle

We wiggle, ?? emotions like dill pickle

in autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes

Make a left on nothingness cause that`s where I`m at

Cold as summer, I got yo` number, you got my number

Let`s add em, see what we come with maybe we can slumber

like uhh, babies in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh

Dolphins and whales, uhh, the smartest ones, so

nothing you can do can be new up under the sun

Depending what sun you live under you can be the one on



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..

[Al Pacino]

"I`ll fight for you `til the day I die"



[Gipp]

Yeah.. yeah.. yo

Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope

Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak

Pull up, jump out, and then I strut for em

And if anybody got problems, I`ma cut for em

In this atmosphere now you can disappear smoke thick

Shells bail like tailbacks lookin for hoes

Drag my ass down the air like I care

Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an arab

Makin money off these breakdown slabs

We got this zone, get your own

Better move on before your folk get split, you won`t forget

The DF put it down, now get down, or sit down



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..



[Khujo]

I tackle my problems, never run from my foes

Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it didn`t leave a sucka froze

like he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose

on all fo`s

You hit em high I hit em low, for this dough

Yo heart gon` bust out here, cause we comin full speed

We deep and take you lift you up off of your feet

at the lift, of the glass, sippin victory

Clean cut but I stay dirty

Uhh, you play fair, I teach

I spot this pig in yo` face like you never stopped eatin pork

or beast, ?? ??

Tenacious on his grill, uhh, all-pro hall of famer

with no fears, blood sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..



[Andre]

The rich boy got it bad cause he is rich

The po` boy got it bad cause he is po`

The bad boy got it bad cause he won`t grow

The good gul got it good cause she got game

It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered lame

Same like mechanics do it, baby who need her Buick

repaired don`t have no knowledge of what a brake shoe is

Make woo it, turns a nigga, sperm it tickle

We wiggle, ?? emotions like dill pickle

in autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes

Make a left on nothingness cause that`s where I`m at

Cold as summer, I got yo` number, you got my number

Let`s add em, see what we come with maybe we can slumber

like uhh, babies in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh

Dolphins and whales, uhh, the smartest ones, so

nothing you can do can be new up under the sun

Depending what sun you live under you can be the one on



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..



[OutKast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..

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