OutKast – Humble Mumble (2000) | Track profile | Dork

OutKast – Humble Mumble (2000) | Track profile | Dork

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Humble Mumble

[Intro: André 3000]

Ah, "I stank I can, I stank I can..."

The funky engine that could – ooh, ooh!

Yosky, wosky, pisky, wisky

All aboard the Stankonia Express

The underground smell road

Everybody's lookin' for an excuse to let loose

What's your locomotive? The Chatta-nigga choo-choo?

[Chorus: André 3000 + Erykah Badu]

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams

[Verse 1: Big Boi]

Back on the microphone, your number one controller

I rock the microphone like a blizzard; I'm so cold I'm tryin' to told ya

Life is like a great big rollercoaster

Everything in life don't always happen like it's s'posed to

Trials and tribulations make you stronger, live longer

You wanna reach the nation? Nigga, start from ya corner

Everything don't always happen like you plan it

Demand it – over-stand it, then you handle it

Fuck wishing, you missing the ambition on your mission

Now you switchin'

Why you quittin? 'Cause it's heated in the kitchen?

Sloppy slipping in your pimpin', nigga (Nigga)

You either pistol whoop the nigga or you choke the trigger

You've gots to follow through, struggle to complete your dreams

"No Weapon Formed Against You Prospers" 54:17

From Isaiah – lay a–nigga down and spray 'em

If the dealer dealt a fucked up hand of cards, you've gotta play 'em

[Chorus: André 3000 + Erykah Badu]

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams

[Verse 2: Andre 3000]

Yeah, too Democratic, Republic, fuck it

We chicken nugget, we dip in the sauce like mop and bucket

Blue-collar scholars, who'll take your dolla, and wipe my ass with it

You living for the lotto, never hit it

I met a critic, I made her shit her draws

She said she thought Hip-Hop was only guns and alcohol

I said "Oh hell naw! But yet, it's that too

You can't discrima-hate 'cause you done read a book or two

What if I looked at you in a microscope, saw all the dirty organisms

Living in your closet, would I stop and would I pause it?" Whoo

To put that bitch in slower motion, got the potion and the antidote

And a quote for collision, the decision –

Is do you want to live, or wanna exist?

The game changes every day, so obsolete is the fist and marches

Speeches only reaches those who already know about it

This is how we go about it

[Chorus: André 3000 + Erykah Badu]

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams

[Verse 3: Erykah Badu]

I'm wild, just like a rock, a stone, a tree

And I'm free, just like the wind, the breeze that blows

And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain

And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky

And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked and dragged away

And thrown away

And then one day, it turns to clay

It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way

And there it lays, until the rain and sun

Then I breathe, just like the wind, the breeze that blows

And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding

And it's beautiful, that's life and that's life (Ahhhh)

And that's life and that's life

[Chorus: André 3000 + Erykah Badu]

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams

[Outro: André 3000]

Humble as a mumble in the jungles

Of shouts and screams

That's the way the cracker crumbles

So I guess I've gotta re-route my dreams

Y'all can't harm me, it's over

Shhhh

Hush

Shhhh

Hush

Shhhh

Hush

Shhhh

Hush

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