Wailin'
Wailin'
Wailin'
Wailin'
In the zone like Keyser Söze, always the usual suspect (wailin')
No check, all I got in this game is my respect
And southern pride I be, checkin' my fuckin' head (wailin')
Scared, lookin' up in your face, boy I see dead
If you test like SAT, then I guess that we may be (wailin')
Enemies in the P's freestyles be freebies
I be that wrong nigga to fuck with, wouldn't I? (Wailin')
Wouldn't I be the wrong one to try? Never eating chicken thighs
Only the twenty piece mojo, flow zone like Flo Jo (wailin')
I wanted to figure out, just how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Krush Groove and Breakin' (wailin')
Never bakin', rebukin' Satan, we had you waitin'
For the second coming, funny how time flies when you're rhymin' (wailin')
La-Fa-Ce records, I think they got that perfect timin'
To be doper than Saddam, believe the Nation of Islam (wailin')
Fuck the police and the dogs, sniffin' that dope up out yo' car
I think they overstep they boundaries (wailin')
Uh, OJ, not guilty, that's how they found he
Mm, yeah (wailin')
Mm, mm-mm
Mm, yeah (wailin')
Mm, mm
Mm, yeah (wailin')
Mm, mm
Mm, yeah (wailin')
Mm
I felt the pressure like sun shinin' (wailin') while raining at the same time
I kept on rhymin', not complainin'
Storm bringing cats and dogs, my catalog be the size of golf balls (wailin')
Throw up your daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you boss hogs
And Roscoe P. Col' people, who could boost my locomotive (wailin')
But enough of that, everyone can rap unless they ain't supposed to
I use my gift of gab to boast and brag in every rhyme I (wailin')
Compose won't y'all get sick of that
'Cause I know I do when I hear those
Flows that ain't hip hop, you find that shit in the gift shop (wailin')
But to each his own, my speech is gone
Keep that shit up outta my zone
Long as you happy, then I'm happy (wailin')
Even if you just hate my fuckin' guts, go 'head and dump me
'Cause I'm gon' damp you anyway and then go home
And pray for yo' ass later (wailin') 'cause we might need you in this war
I'm wailin' on you traitors like that (like that)
Wailin'
Wailin'
In the zone like Keyser Söze, always the usual suspect (wailin')
No check, all I got in this game is my respect
And southern pride I be, checkin' my fuckin' head (wailin')
Scared, lookin' up in your face, boy I see dead
If you test like SAT, then I guess that we may be (wailin')
Enemies in the P's freestyles be freebies
I be that wrong nigga to fuck with, wouldn't I? (Wailin')
Wouldn't I be the wrong one to try? Never eating chicken thighs
Only the twenty piece mojo, flow zone like Flo Jo (wailin')
I wanted to figure out, just how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Krush Groove and Breakin' (wailin')
Never bakin', rebukin' Satan, we had you waitin'
For the second coming, funny how time flies when you're rhymin' (wailin')
La-Fa-Ce records, I think they got that perfect timin'
To be doper than Saddam, believe the Nation of Islam (wailin')
Fuck the police and the dogs, sniffin' that dope up out yo' car
I think they overstep they boundaries (wailin')
Uh, OJ, not guilty, that's how they found he
Mm, yeah (wailin')
Mm, mm-mm
Mm, yeah (wailin')
Mm, mm
Mm, yeah (wailin')
Mm, mm
Mm, yeah (wailin')
Mm
I felt the pressure like sun shinin' (wailin') while raining at the same time
I kept on rhymin', not complainin'
Storm bringing cats and dogs, my catalog be the size of golf balls (wailin')
Throw up your daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you boss hogs
And Roscoe P. Col' people, who could boost my locomotive (wailin')
But enough of that, everyone can rap unless they ain't supposed to
I use my gift of gab to boast and brag in every rhyme I (wailin')
Compose won't y'all get sick of that
'Cause I know I do when I hear those
Flows that ain't hip hop, you find that shit in the gift shop (wailin')
But to each his own, my speech is gone
Keep that shit up outta my zone
Long as you happy, then I'm happy (wailin')
Even if you just hate my fuckin' guts, go 'head and dump me
'Cause I'm gon' damp you anyway and then go home
And pray for yo' ass later (wailin') 'cause we might need you in this war
I'm wailin' on you traitors like that (like that)
Credits
Writer(s): Raymon Murray, Andre Benjamin, Patrick Brown, Rico Wade, Antwan Patton
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Other Album Tracks
- You May Die (Intro)
- Two Dope Boyz (In a Cadillac)
- ATLiens
- Wheelz of Steel
- Jazzy Belle
- Elevators (Me & You)
- Ova Da Wudz
- Babylon
- Wailin'
- Mainstream
All Album Tracks: ATLiens (25th Anniversary Deluxe Edition) >
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