OutKast - Spaghetti Junction lyrics
[OutKast - Spaghetti Junction lyrics]
Yeah, Spaghetti Junction, yes, yes
Elope, ski slopes (coughs)
Damn, yeah, check it out
Niggas elope wit ski slopes
And fall like avalanches
Tootin' like it's cool: he's a fool
And I can't just sit around and watch those
Nose membranes flame
My ends is loose and you can't stop that rain
When it starts to fall
Lookin' like Ms pac-Man
Hammers and Vogues and cat man
I'm speaking about these pros 'cause
You know nothing bout that, man
The nigga the B-IG is high
And fly like ValuJet
You thinkin' about the beatin', this
My ends is never met, nigga
Black man, white man, Jew man, ain't no joke
Remember me and my cousin used to
Sit up on the porch
And talk about when we get older
Now we up against the ropes
Yeah, they kickin' niggas door down
'cause it ain't no dope on the streets
And a quarter pound of feet weed
That's all a nigga like me need
Talkin' about that Southern sess, nigga
You all up in that mess
But never shall you test
And never shall you quit
Runnin' up on me with that fuck shit
Will get you nothin' but dead, nigga
Be careful where you roam cause you
Might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don't you dare ever get lost or
Get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all you players play ya brims
And you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love
The corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh (Junction, junction)
Uh, well I'm drankin' on 'gnac while
I'm dippin' off in that 'llac ('llac)
The junkies around my way are always
Smokin' up on that crack
Be layin' them College Park hoes
Flat on they backs (backs)
Livin' the life of pimps steadily
Makin' this paper stack
Niggas don't understand the master
Plan, crumble yo' herb, man
'Til they start kickin' the do' in
Then we ready to blast them
Out (Out) like 'Kast ('Kast) , we 'bout to crash (crash)
So mayday, may Dré
Knock 'em up off they ass boi
We struggle like fat hoes just
To get things that those
People got we forgot they always
Gonna keep a plot
Right up they sleeve you won't
Believe they deceive like weave
Thieves can't break in your crib and
Leave in that good life too
So gimme me and then I'm straight
As eight oh-five
See, blindfolds can't cover three eyes
We wise to the fact so we
Attack with what we know
Heaven is the only good life
So what you strivin' fo'?
Be careful where you roam cause you
Might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don't you dare ever get lost or
Get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all you players play ya brims
And you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love
The corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh (Junction, junction)
Well, like flip-flops and football socks
A nigga be rockin' the mic like birthdays
Lil' Jon and Sercy, so are you worthy?
I'm callin' yo' ass a flawed pimp
Yappin' about this crew you run wit'
Bankhead bouncin' to that dumb shit
So what mo' can you come wit'?
Yeah, they can bite, but cannot be us
They can come and pick up little
Slang but cannot see us
You ought to be ashamed
Trying to fit in my adidas
So Run like DMC is me and, no
Don't got no heater
Well, we zippin' around the corner
In that golden stankin' Lincoln
I got my heat up under my seat
Just in case these youngsters
Tryin' to take it
Pullin' the pistol on another black
Man was never the plot
But sometimes my brothers lose theyself and
Try to take my spot
They come like black stallions in the night
Usually around fo' or five is when
They figure the time is right
When you good and sleep I couldn't
Sleep until I seen it 'Wit my own eyes
'til they come over the hill surprise
Be careful where you roam cause you
Might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don't you dare ever get lost or
Get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all you players play ya brims
And you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love
The corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh (Junction, junction)
Elope, ski slopes (coughs)
Damn, yeah, check it out
Niggas elope wit ski slopes
And fall like avalanches
Tootin' like it's cool: he's a fool
And I can't just sit around and watch those
Nose membranes flame
My ends is loose and you can't stop that rain
When it starts to fall
Lookin' like Ms pac-Man
Hammers and Vogues and cat man
I'm speaking about these pros 'cause
You know nothing bout that, man
The nigga the B-IG is high
And fly like ValuJet
You thinkin' about the beatin', this
My ends is never met, nigga
Black man, white man, Jew man, ain't no joke
Remember me and my cousin used to
Sit up on the porch
And talk about when we get older
Now we up against the ropes
Yeah, they kickin' niggas door down
'cause it ain't no dope on the streets
And a quarter pound of feet weed
That's all a nigga like me need
Talkin' about that Southern sess, nigga
You all up in that mess
But never shall you test
And never shall you quit
Runnin' up on me with that fuck shit
Will get you nothin' but dead, nigga
Be careful where you roam cause you
Might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don't you dare ever get lost or
Get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all you players play ya brims
And you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love
The corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh (Junction, junction)
Uh, well I'm drankin' on 'gnac while
I'm dippin' off in that 'llac ('llac)
The junkies around my way are always
Smokin' up on that crack
Be layin' them College Park hoes
Flat on they backs (backs)
Livin' the life of pimps steadily
Makin' this paper stack
Niggas don't understand the master
Plan, crumble yo' herb, man
'Til they start kickin' the do' in
Then we ready to blast them
Out (Out) like 'Kast ('Kast) , we 'bout to crash (crash)
So mayday, may Dré
Knock 'em up off they ass boi
We struggle like fat hoes just
To get things that those
People got we forgot they always
Gonna keep a plot
Right up they sleeve you won't
Believe they deceive like weave
Thieves can't break in your crib and
Leave in that good life too
So gimme me and then I'm straight
As eight oh-five
See, blindfolds can't cover three eyes
We wise to the fact so we
Attack with what we know
Heaven is the only good life
So what you strivin' fo'?
Be careful where you roam cause you
Might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don't you dare ever get lost or
Get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all you players play ya brims
And you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love
The corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh (Junction, junction)
Well, like flip-flops and football socks
A nigga be rockin' the mic like birthdays
Lil' Jon and Sercy, so are you worthy?
I'm callin' yo' ass a flawed pimp
Yappin' about this crew you run wit'
Bankhead bouncin' to that dumb shit
So what mo' can you come wit'?
Yeah, they can bite, but cannot be us
They can come and pick up little
Slang but cannot see us
You ought to be ashamed
Trying to fit in my adidas
So Run like DMC is me and, no
Don't got no heater
Well, we zippin' around the corner
In that golden stankin' Lincoln
I got my heat up under my seat
Just in case these youngsters
Tryin' to take it
Pullin' the pistol on another black
Man was never the plot
But sometimes my brothers lose theyself and
Try to take my spot
They come like black stallions in the night
Usually around fo' or five is when
They figure the time is right
When you good and sleep I couldn't
Sleep until I seen it 'Wit my own eyes
'til they come over the hill surprise
Be careful where you roam cause you
Might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don't you dare ever get lost or
Get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all you players play ya brims
And you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love
The corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh (Junction, junction)