Correction Lyrics Da Art Of Storytellin' (Pt. 2) by Outkast

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Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Baby did you hear that yea baby I heard it too
Look out the window, golly the sky is electric blue
Mama Earth is dyin and cryin because of you
Rainin cats and jackals all shackles disintegrate, to residue
Silly mortals haven't a clue
As to what the f*ck is goin on
I'm on the telephone, dialin the Dungeon
"Hello?" This Dre, bring the MP and the SP
Meet me at the center of the earth and travel carefully

Baby grab the baby cause baby it ain't much time
Mama Earth is tossin and turnin and that's our sign
Omega Nigga IFO's are landin in Decatur
Hope I'm not over your head but if so you will catch on later
Play the track, guess she could not take it anymo'
Rapin her heavenly body like a hoe, coochie so'
From niggaz constantly f*ckin her never lovin her never showin
appreciation bustin nuts in her face when they done
The sky is fallin nobody ballin they done gave back they guns
For some tickets to the playoffs but the Hornets they won
Nigga we SLUM, kept all the guns, I gotta protect my family
I drove the biggest thing at the house
cause I knew they'd try to ram me
But I'm stabbing
Makin a path on expressways, the best way I know how
Up in the sky, East-West, no clouds
Him comin now, f*ck that money now, I ask my honey how
she feeling and is Jordan okay, yeah yeah she's chillin

We should be in the Dungeon shortly
Ain't nobody on they porch see
Approachin the final exit
I'm thinkin I see four horsies but I don't though
Nigga you won't know, until it's on ya
I put that on my dope boys from A-Town to California
All the weed smell like ammonia
but at the Dungeon I know they smokin
Writin the raps and doin the beats to make this last recording
F*ck abortion, I got in the booth to run the final portion
The beat was very dirty and the vocals had distortion
(All's well, nothing's well)

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