S.T.L.

[Intro]

(Nelly talking)

Check, check, check, yo, we here M-I-S-S-O-U-R-I

For sure, we gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubt

My nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out right here

We the Lunatics, no doubt

We gon'...., they wildin, they don't know, so tell them nigga

[Verse 1]

(Kyjuan)

Ay yo

St. Louis is small but we still do it all

We hit the mall, we drink it all, we always gon' smoke it all

Get hit, we shake it off, at the club yellin "take it off"

My success is takin off, I'm always workin, never takin off

I done that, did that, who her? I done hit that

Cats be trippin off them rats, I ain't really with that

Makes me wanna sit back, I relax and think back

To when I used to click-clack, makes me angry when I flash back

Mo, you should get back, I mean this, hang with the meanest

Remain the cleanest, always smoke the seedless greenest

You've seen this like reruns, pop-a-lock like reruns

St. Louis where we from, you ain't never heard a weak one

[Verse 2]

(Ali)

You got to stand up and get it together, roll with the punches, whatever

Get in our way, destroy ya, make you wish you had never, ever

Fucked with the real crazy, pyscho sick mutilating

Son ain't so nothin shady, kid pass me the three-eighty

By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'm a rock and roll it

My business, you shouldn't told it, ya head I'm a forty-fo' it

These guns will just go and they show that, your pupils is dialating

This rap is so beautiful watch The Source give it higher ratings

The 'Tics j-just can't be faded, to nothin that's star related

More than just duplicated, Kenyatta's to celebrated

Got damnit we finally made it, haters they gotta hate it

Bought my house off and finally paid it, often intoxicated

Just call me the Don-dotta, original rider, rider

Your mama just gotta, gotta, take her home and here "splatter, splatter"

Splatter, splatter, I'm from St. Louuuuuuuiiiiiie

(Chorus - St. Lunatics) 2x

S-T-L is where we stay, in the middle, no coast

Lyrics boastin with flava, what up mo, I'm just your neighbor, what up

St. Louis' finest, keep a cover like Linus

Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin

(Murphy Lee)

Now you can find Murphy in a Jag, on a commercial

When at home in St. Louis, yo I's a walkin' like Herschell

I be like (oh, oh, oh)

Wit' a pocket full of bus tickets, lookin at booties thinkin I must hit it

(EI!)

Why must I live like that, what you expect?

Young dude done paid bills with them advancement checks

Honeys screamin they want more than sex, I'm like "why me?"

Find out it don't even take that Lex to like me

I be the young dude, Mr. drop a top a bubble Benny whipper

(What else nigga?)

A weed head slash Henny sipper

No I'm not ballin

I'm tryna' get it how I live and how I live is how I get that shit

I'm like nine-nine-nine-na-nine-nine-na-nine short of a mil ticket!

(Chachi'll take it) and say that Bill did it

But I'm a be real for real and deal wit' it

And get mine in the summertime like Will did

(Nelly)

What you thought I was gonna do, bitch and scream, fuck my dreams?

Walk off the team like Rodman?

Move the scene, nigga what you mean, not now playa I'm swabbin

I put four silver dollars up on a white castle out in Cochran

Get them things out and cock 'em, anything bubble I'm poppin

Anything stumble, I'm droppin, whatever you rollin, I'm toppin

And it's fully loaded, I'm coppin, wheww

No more slanging rocks, I rock rocks, you duck cops, I cop drops

You buy cock, I buy stock, touch mine, you are not

I'm Rocafella with *hard knocks*, dome shots 'til I get popped

Used to ball on the blacktop now I balls on hardwood

With enough finance stability to finance a small hood

Call it Nellyville nigga, and guess who the mayor

My whole towns chronic'd out so we drug aware

I'm playin truth or dare with dime pieces, and they nieces

Showin me there's more than one way that they can eat a Reeses

Can I repeat this, man, you niggas need to see this

(Chorus)