Spaghetti Junction Songtext
von OutKast

Yeah, Spaghetti Junction, yes yes
Elope ski slopes(Coughs)
Ahh
Damn
Yeah
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Niggas elope wit ski slopes and fall like avalanches
Tootin like it′s cool: he's a fool, and i can′t just
Sit around and watch those nose membranes flame
My ends is loose and you can't stop that rain
When it starts to fall

Lookin' like Ms. Pacman, hammers and Vogues and cat-man
I′m speaking about these pros′ cause you know nothing bout that, man
The nigga the B-I-G is high in flight like ValuJet
You thinkin' about the beatin′, this is my ends is never met, nigga


Black man, white man, Jew man, ain't no joke
Remember me and my cousin used to sit up on the porch
And talk about when we get older; now we up against the ropes
Yeah, they kickin′ niggas door down,
'Cause it ain′t no dope on the streets

And a quarter poubd to feet weed
That's all a nigga like me need
Talkin' about that Southern sess, nigga, you all up in that mess
But never shall you test, and never shall you quit
Runnin′ up on me with that fuck shit
Will get you nothin′ but dead, nigga

Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don't you dare ever get lost or get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all ya playas play ya brims and ya hustla chrome ya rims
′Llac and Pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, Yes, yes, uhh
(Junction, junction)


Uh, well I′m drankin' on ′gnac while
I'm dippin off in that 'llac (′llac)
The junkies around my way are always smokin up on that crack (crack)
Be layin′ them College Park hoes flat on they backs (backs)
Livin' the life of pimps steadily makin′ this paper stack
Niggas don't understand the master plan, crumble yo′ herb, man
Till they start kickin the door, then we ready to blast them
Out (Out) like 'Kast (′Kast), we 'bout to crash (crash)
So mayday, may Dré, knock em up off they ass boi
We struggle like fat hoes just to get things that those
People got we forgot they always gonna keep a plot
Right up they sleeve you won't believe they deceive like weave
Thieves can′t break in your crib and leave in that good life too
So gimme me and then I′m straight as eight-oh-five
See, blindfolds can't cover three eyes
We wise to the fact so we attack wit what we know
Heaven is the only good life so what you strivin fo′?

Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don't you dare ever get lost or get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
′Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
(Junction, junction)

Well Iike flip-flops and football socks
A nigga be rockin the mic like birthdays
Lil Jon and Sercy, so are you worthy?
I′m callin yo ass a flawed pimp
Yappin' about this crew you run wit
Bankhead bouncing to that dumb shit
So what mo can you come wit'?

Yeah they can bite, but cannot be us
They can come and pick up little slang but cannot see us
You ought to be ashamed, trying to fit in my adidas
So Run like DMC is me and no, don′t got no heater
Well, we zippin′ around the corner in that golden stankin' Lincoln
Got my heat up under my seat
Just in case these youngsters tryin to take it
Pullin the pistol on another black man was never the plot
But sometimes a brother will shoot for wealth and try to take my spot

They come like black stallions in the night
Usually around four or five is when they figure the time is right
When you good and sleep; I couldn′t sleep until I seen it
Wit' my own eyes, till they come over the hill-surprise

Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home
(In the junction, in the junction)
Don′t you dare ever get lost or get caught up in that sauce
(Junction, junction)
To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y′all, yes, yes, uhh
(Junction, junction)