Monday, May 10, 2010
History Class.....Andre 3000
Great vibe, Got the look, but historic lyrics make you one for the record book Andre 3000 is an artist that can jump on a current beat and make you realize the man has more than flow...He has a message Check out the lyrics...
So I'm watchin' her fine ass Walk to my bedroom, and thought to myself
That's the shape of things to come She said, Why in the club, you don't make it precipitate?
You know, make it rain when you can make it thunderstorm
I'm like, Why?
The world needs sun
The hood needs funds
There's a war going on and half the battle is guns
How dare I throw it on the floor
When people are poor
So I write like Edgar Allen to restore, got a cord-
Umbilical attached to a place that can't afford
No landscaping, Or window draping
This old lady told me,
If I ain't got nothin' good, say nathing
That's why I don't talk much
I swear it don't cost much, to pay attention to me
I tell like it is, then I tell it how it could be
The hood be
Requesting my services, Oh don't get nervous it's
Step yo game up time, These ain't them same old rhymes
Designed to have you dancin' in some club
Niggas write to me
Woman be up in they tub
Expoliating with hey pom poms
Yellin' GO 3000!
I'm in my whatever bumpin' NWA
A 100 miles and
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Sit down, heard you need some plumbing
A swell mood
or rather swoll mood
Until she told me that she told dude
That she'll be back, she's going to the store
I didn't know she had a boyfriend, so the door
I pointed her to
I said, Call me when ya'll break up
I don't fuck nobody bitch
And never on the Jacob, know what time it is
Nigga just tryin' to live
Like a Nigga supposed to live
If I still drink that malt liquor
I pour the beer
On the ground for niggas not around
I started off starvin'
Now they got me out here Brett Farve'n
Trynna see if I still got it... (got it...)
I guess it's like a fight think about it...
Doesn't that make you wanna throw away your book of rhymes and start over? LMAO