[Verse 1: T-Mo]
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a ho, go 'head, and don't be scared
Many a bitch, represents, and is led–whichever way
No, I'm not gay
And really don't give a fuck 'bout what you doin' – long as I pave the way
For my Southwest G.A. warriors
To come in packs, to feed
Takin' what we need, to succeed,
You know what we gon' do, on this road
We gon' explode
Now are you ready for this territory?
Makin' our life one big story
To tell reality amongst the youth
Long as–breath is in my body, I got proof
I'm not scared
[Refrain: Khujo]
If you scared... say you scared
[Verse 2: Big Gipp]
Who's scared?
In this world I'm Gipp; in second, the Mutant
The third, the Geechee
How many ways can you reach me?
Now most be Scully, went from clean to muddy
Polished to shine, the season to rhyme
Been down like brown, like dirt to the ground
Been lookin' for love, now I bubble like suds
Others flew "Sky High," while others were duds
Live high up on the hills, to escape the floods
Situations, they change, like faces and names
Went from cool to plain, from lame to flame
Man down or not, man plans or plots
Give a fuck what you think, we ain't movin' out this spot
And I'm out
[Refrain: Khujo]
If you scared... say you scared
[Verse 3: André 3000]
Yo, paragraph indent – I make intense sense
Niggas on that Gil Scott dope—hint, hint
At age fifteen, they start smokin' Billy Clint'
Now he's twenty-one and wants to know where the time went
"Hey, hey, hey, what's the haps?"
Well, see – your time elapsed
Have you ever thought of the meaning of the word "trap"?
Baboon on your back, but what's sad is that crack
Was introduced to Hispanic communities and Blacks
But then it spread to White and got everyone's undivided–
Attention, 'cause your daughter is on it, and you can't hide it
Maybe your son tried it
Rehab too crowded
You scared, she scared, they scared, I said –
They scared, they scared to talk about it
'Bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it
[Refrain: Khujo]
If you scared... say you scared
[Verse 4: Big Boi]
February 1st, 1975's my birthdate
The player, the B-O-I, was brought onto this Earth on Thursday
I think, see – my cap, I twist it back from all the dank
But if you see me on the ave, you betta believe I tote that shank
So what y'all thought, bruh?
I gotta protect my name and what we fought for
'Southernplayalistic' 'ATLiens' in your sock drawer
No lockjaw
We got that raw shit, and all the trimmings
Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning – the intro
The Goodie, we kinfolk
Nigga, it's fin' to jump off, but now it's time I lay low
'Cause I believe the track gon' cut off
Sike – the track is bumpin', like pussies on some dykes
So if you scared, say you scared, 'cause everybody can die tonight
'Cause my heart don't pump no Slushee
You touch my niggas, you touch me
I blow up the microphone, like Marilyn Manson – you can't hush me
Yeah!
[Verse 5: Khujo]
Heat'll make anything move
Even Tyson can get laid down with this tool
Just 'cause the name say Goodie, you take us for fools
Out they rabbit-ass mind, don't give me mine?
I go off like mines, blowin' suckers to smithereens
We was never folks if we fell out over this lil' cream
Or let some soft legs come in between our dreams
We live like kings, and die like fuckin' men
I don't care how rough you roll, we can't be shut down
Ain't no openin' up shop, we already established
You lap doggin', we boss hoggin'
Grown men, don't beg for attention
Keep wishin', high heels clickin'
Paper champions, leavin' with they feet behind
Zap 'em for the pumpkin, at twelve – on the bottom bunk
Holla at me – six to the left, last one
Can't turn over with dirt on ya – slain dead (Dead)
Devils, don't have enough to purchase my essence
(Sick) in da head, missin' ounces
Zip code, eight miles – suckas think I got they package
But they still eatin' moo-moo, oink-oink
And fowl-fowl-fowl-fowl...
[Outro: Khujo]
The truth hurts, but you can't be scared of it...
So remember that – OutKast, Goodie Mo-B
Still standin' for somethin', while y'all fallin' for nothin'
Stop dyin' over this lil' concrete and lil' paper
We get this shit together, power's in numbers
You can deny the lie, but you can't deny the truth
You scared! You scared! Say you scared!
(Yeah...)
