Greetings, earthlings. Take me to your leader (Ooh Shit!)
D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., Ill take ya D.E.E.P.
You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, thats when I got my folks hooked like...
Deeper than deep dish, hammers and vogues
Deeper fish in the O (cean)
I got my gun, Ill stamp out like Coast Guards
You boast hard, youll get your salty ass crumbled like erb, word (hey man)
You heard it here first with your master plan in reverse
I aint the one with the curse, so disperse, yes, catchin blades
Niggaz catchin AIDS, niggaz gettin sprayed, niggaz on they way
To a dead end, you wont catch me spreadin no white thighs
I only see afro bitches up in my eyes
I dont eat no beef and surely not no pork
I used to drink that 8, but now I shove it down your throat
Quote, If they kill they own folks, what you think they gonna do to you?
Im Outkasted and claimin true
Aimin two at your muthafuckin spine
No, I make that three cuz I dont wanna hear you whine
Swine, got my folks blind, like Stevie
Me be, wonderin when Im gonna see the end
Andre gain slammin backs like King acts
Over Organized tracks full of facts
So you know that its D.E.E.P.
Well, you want me to get D.E.E.P., well then, I will
What? What will happen if you shoot that nigga and dont kill
He will come back and return like Lalah Hathaway
Aimin for your skull, yeah Im flexin on you that a way
So if you pullin a tool, nigga you better use it
Cuz if youre threatenin my life, better believe Ill be a fool with it
I dont take no shit from nobody, I gots the Goodie Mo crew right beside of me
Damn, no pain, no gain, some Imma hurt you
Breakin knees and elbows like I used to break my curfew
My mama used to tell me if a nigga ever hit me
Just to pick up the closest thing and knock the living shit out of he
So if you run up, you get done up, Imma end it
Throw the gun up out the window, see the corner that I bent it
Its just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like...
No, I aint never been pimped by the system
Thats because I aint no slave
Dont be tryin to sunbathe, never lived off in no cave
Bloody old chap and in this head of mine is full of naps
And the only thing I know is how to fuck and how to rap
Yall think Im stupid cuz I shoots em up like cupid
And if you gave me a basketball, Ill show you how to shoot it
My heads polluted cuz Im truly bobbin to the bottom
If a pair of Jordans came out, yall figure that I got em
But no I dont because I dont be havin fun
The gold that I am wearin is really made out of bronze
It weighs a ton and makin my neck turn green
And I got a criminal record that will never come clean
Oh, and it seems that I make babies like a rabbit
And then never taking care of them has just become a habit
I grab my tablet and get busy with the pen
Yall could not be just like me if yall was my twin
So you get mad and try to make me inferior
You pissin me off, Im in that ass like interior
Oh, step in my Cadillac, lets ride through the hood
Eh, why dont you roll that window down so you can see it real good
And take a look at all the pimps and all the pushers and the players
Thats livin on a whim, thin ice and a prayer
Oh and mayor, can I get a little backup
Please dont let them pussy muthafuckas put that flag up
But let me shut up cuz they say we need dough
Whenever the fuck out record comes out in 1994
Yeah, yes sir, its like that
Gonna take yall deep, so go back
Im gettin D.E.E.P. like a prostitutes vagina
And pimpin way mo hoes than theres peoples out in China
I roll that black Lac with the crust velvet interior
Niggaz try to bite their shit, but their shit is inferior
We rollin thick like the Pillsbury Doughboy
And I dont give a damn, muthafucka cuz you know why
The Caucus Mountains and the mutant gene
You try to wipe a nigga like me slam up off the scene
You hear me bastard, work a little bit faster
Because of the shit that I done been through, I shall never call you master
You D-E-V-I-L, the cave is where you dwell
So stay up out the rain, its beginning to smell like dog, yeah
I wonder how you would react if you was in my shoes
Youd probably shit your tightest draws cuz I got a solid fuse
So what do you really wanna do when I get militant
Thought I was a pimp, flip the script if you can get with this
They call me Big Boi, I be cappin with a big gun
Run up on it if you want it, then you bite the big one, yeah
Uh huh, can you deal with it, D-E-V-I-L
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