Outkast

[Verse 1: Sway]
Boo! Hah, did I scare you?
I'm a ghostwriter and now I'm here to
Doctor the game, I had a lot of patients waiting
Now I'm coming to a theater near you
Watch for the name, welcome to the [?] mind
Red carpet, there's blood everywhere
They thought it was a joke! No, there's no joke
No, there's no co-joke, there's no [?]
Give me a reason, I'm ready for any prayer
Hop out in South Park, wanna kill Kenny yeah?
Go fool me, excuse the wholeful me
I'm hungry, never had any Ready Brek
In fact, I never had any breakfast
Now I'm feeling like [?]
Call me [?] cause I missed the motor
I ain't gotta break this remote, there's way too much telly here
I'm pissed, everybody's had enough
I'm tryna be Moe, just tryna sell a duff
Beer, get it? Pub, Mo
Duff, sell it, pub, blow
I'm tryna make a video, I always wanna be more
Amused than to see me in a life of selling drugs
I sell it to your door as I sell it to your son
And when I've got a story I sell it to The Sun
People on top but they start selling out
Because I don't give an uff like I can't get it out
And everybody knows that Sway is the one
But it's so hands-down that they can't give it up
Been perfecting my flow since 16
Nicotine cause they can't get enough
Getting at me but they don't keep it clean
Makes me sick like [?]

[Verse 2: Wretch 32]
See I've been living with Sway, postman
Flow's always on time but it ain't for minimum wage
Wearing different weights up, I make it hard
When I raise the bar, that's how I keep spitters in shape
I'm a prophet on the re-up, and I promise like preer
I'll see my fantasies before I'm gone like "see ya"
Adios, in a beamer, they're calling me an outcast
Cause I can rock the boat like the ghost of Aaliyah
RIP, when I flow, I'm a killer
I'm a kilo, I'm coke up for nose, get a key cup
When I seen ya, your stripes on the road, you're a FILA
You know it's Ps when the card I was dealt was a Visa
Ch-yeah, and I ain't never tried to fit in
They say I stand out even when I'm sitting
Ch-yeah, fell from the sky, say, I slipped in
Built for the game, say, I mastered the system
Ch-yeah, and you're a slow starter
Cause I said choo choo, I'mma go faster
Living on the box, cuh me nah no quarter
I'm never gonna fade cause I ain't no barber

[Verse 3: Sway]
And I ain't no starter, I'm still in mint condition
Even after eight years and I've already ate half the
Competition, leave the rest for the wretch, I'm getting bored
And plus the writings on the wall and all are calling me the marker
Black Sinatra, a bad mother-F-arker
But they would rather call me uncle, too afraid to call me father
And I'm leaving them all behind, they're tryna catch up
But my inspiration is from a different source and I ain't talking tartare
But thank you, thank you, I've seen a lot of drama
But mama raised her a soldier boy, never made a song and dance up
All of my disadvantage, tears are crying this up a little farther
Let me adjust into the groove, armada, Swah
Too many rappers are lying about half of the things they're rhyming about
Hope that when I went, no spiders about
Cause so many bodies can't find any out
I'll be going in, no hanging about
Cause I'mma get the pussy while they're hiding me out
They say I'm not straight, how the hell could I be
Everything that's outside of the house?
Trust, you don't wanna put me to the challenge
Conceal your noise
[?] hoes like Travis
Yeah, I'm the real McCoy (RAH!)
And I've got a fanbase from Ilford to Illinois
And right now [?] so anything that's in my path, I will destroy
I'm like the kings in Troy, oh, I'm heavy in court
But I'm so brief, I don't even need a suit for the case, I barely in walk
And when I walk in, everybody eyeing man, they call me Starks for short
Cause I'm stark raving mad, and I'm on the board, they call me Tony Hawk
Clap-clap-clap-clap, yeah, I'm hype, sorry, yeah, I'm Skyping, they're only talk
When we leave the club, everybody leaves their zombie corpse
You can't cross me in this game, your bank balance in the row shows only noughts
You ain't got nothing on me, in fact you ain't got nothing, only thoughts