Bombs Over Baghdad

Yo, first (Yo Eazy)

We wanna let y'all know we got a new artist comin'

Out on our record, Aquemini Records, on our album

His name is Slim Calhoun

His album be out in February

Y'all might've heard his new song, we produced the whole album

The nigga's shit is bangin', if y'all like Southernplayalistic

And all that other shit, he on a whole 'nother different level

But I'm just givin' y'all this, he a new

Youngster and the nigga album is dope

We produced like, uh, twelve out of sixteen cuts on the album

You know, OutKast doin' the little beats now and everything

We just tryna update y'all on what's goin' on

We got the new clothing line comin' out in February

OutKast clothing, where y'all can get the frocks

The threads and all that shit too, everything

We got them pit bulls for sale and everything too, we got them

We got a whole bunch of shit goin' on

Crack is back in the hood

Crack is back in the hood

Shit ain't no good, it ain't no good

And right now, on the serious tip though

Right now (What up?)

We gon' speed this motherfucker just a lil' bit (Real, real fast)

Fast as hell

We 'bout to do some real hip-hop on crack

Yeah, it's Slum National

Countin' frowns, start the problems without startin' problems

Like a million elephants or zebra, pack

Away the chains, you can't stop the train

Don't come unprepared, I'll be there when I leave there

Nigga, I'm 'bout to be a household name

But the man said not to take no breaks

So now we sittin' in the drop top soakin' wet

In the silk suit tryin' not to sweat

Hit someone's house without the net

'Cause this'll be the year that we won't forget

One night (Nah, nah)

Ain't nobody, anything goes (You want to be)

Go get you no consequences

And get me some livin' defenses

You outta trouble in jail

Too loaded, then you might just touch hell

Hot, get like honey on sale

Then I might cast you a spell

Move the work, fame, and the mail

Scale into Arm & Hammer

So cold grill in a baby bapper

Black cat, let me pack my pepper

Stack impressions with no answer

Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS

Nigga, nigga wanna sell two for days

Get back home, think I'm wrong

But not really, it was bad all along

Before you left, ass off to a ball of power

Close to a thousand miles per hour

Hello, hello, let your brain breathe

And always smoke, yeah

Don't pull the thang out unless you plan to bang

Yeah, don't even bang unless you plan to hit something

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Don't pull the thang out unless you plan to bang

Yeah, don't even bang unless you plan to hit something

What up dog? Trace is on

Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?

Like that there, boy, but we still stay street

Big banks happen every time we meet

Like a track team, crack fiend dyin' to eat

OutKast pumpin' up and down the street

Slap back Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep

75 MCs freestyle to the beat

Come again, drunk, straight drunk at the club

Shoulda wilded out, shoulda caught the dub

Shoulda held back, but you throwed the punch

Wanted me to come, but you packed the lunch

No fee to the youth from the GBU

Got a star on the way by the name of Bamboo

Got little baby girl, girl, you a fraud then

Never turn my back on the kids, well then

Shoulda hit it, quit it, Brad (Rob)

Call your people to the lab

Stop makin' beatin' for yourself, boy, set some goals

Thinkin' fat, now mine adjust the code

Wreckin' number four, but we on the road

Hold up, slow up, stop, control

Like Janet, plan to take over your soul, yo

Movin' like four, comin' straight to Florida

Block party with us, then plot the corridor

Puttin' on my belt 'cause the women in order

Like a three-piece, this for (Your daughter)

The next Taco Bell dinner, hit the border

Pimp and a rapper tryna get the vibe

I'm a microphone fiend, tryna straighten the line

When you come to H-Town, boy, you better not hide

'Cause the dust of my weed gon' fly, ow

Don't pull the thang out unless you plan to bang

Yeah, don't even bang unless you plan to hit something

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Don't pull the thang out unless you plan to bang

Yeah, don't even bang unless you plan to hit something

Everybody, don't pull the thang out

Don't pull the thang out

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Don't pull the thang out

One, two, one, two, three, let's go

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