Smashing Pumpkins - Fuck You lyrics
[intro - mystikal]
This ismystikal and outkast
I’m representin
[mystikal]
I’m not for the big bucksno way miss God dammit
You can’t stand it!
Make em feel the impact and I ain’t even in miami
Handlin with my man ’nem in atalanta
And they play me cuz they know I bring the kinda shit you feelin
As I’m sayin it
I’m like the nba sore thumb on pawn shop tech nine
Bitch I’m known for jammin
Smoke marymarymary
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad vocabulary
I bust throughintrudemove through distractions
Withstand hits and blows don’t lose no traction
I threw a round off flip flop flip flop back at em
If a nigga comin clown then I’m going get the cannon
And the get God back
Knuckle up boydon’t be no fucked boy
Me and guillotine we run some niggas in a big truck boy
Run flat boyrun that boy
Bitch where I’m a send you you can’t come back boy
I bring flames to a four alarm fire
I wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the dryer
I hit the doorI’m blowin him like southern band
And they always tryin to find something to say about the brother man
I invent em flip em and send em
Rhymes set you jumped like I poured king cobra over ya
Guess whatthis is a stick up
Give me back my shit before I start pickin bricks up
Garbage mc’s better run for it
Don’t come this way cuz you can’t walk on this side of the yard(? )
And respect me for takin it to em
So expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the woods
Yeahlike thatha hayeah yeah yeah
Mystikal and outkastha ha
[hook - dre] x 2
If it don’t bump off in the club you can’t rock
If it ain’t 808 in the trunk it ain’t knock
If you round our neck of the woods you better stop
Cuz the people on the block gonna show you where to dropahhhh
[big boi]
All a the heat rise to the beat wise
To that nigga that spit that street fire
Mystikalandre and big boi takin em out of the park like mark mcgwire
Sosayou so soyou brown and small like toto
You’re bitch made like dorothy
You belong in a soroiotyI’m a call you cocoa
Like candygo sing a song with brandy
But rhyming and double timingwhat is you sayin g?
I take my thirteen shot I pray my style is drunken
And you know we doin the big beat oh hell yeah it’s gonna be bumpin
Givin you somethin to beat the block withmeet the cops with
My stamina’s incredible so sucka don’t try to stop this
The d-u-n-g-e-o-n familymerrily
Life is but a dreamI mean a nightmare cuz it’s scarin me
But I livegotta give one double o percent above the rest yeah
That daddy fat sacks gon burstand you know thatyeah
Yeah know that east point never stop like that
All the way to decatur
[hook] x 2
[dre]
Heywhat’s your name?
Andre 3000the year to fear is already here
Must look beyondsounds from the center of the sun
Reason for a gunonly one
Strong believer in self-preservation
Aahhhhhoof!
In the state of confused
City of forgotten fatecounty of the blues
Street address generation x avenue
But generation y high to the point that I drink
Runnin on a new one
Walkin in my silver bootsneed a shoe horn and some church socks
What if I told you that even if you made clocks?
Stopstime rewindssee what he finds
Then re-arrange and change things that’s on your mind
Would you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter?
Would you holler that I’m live and ask another?
Or take no heat and run for cover?
[hook] x 3
