Goodie Mob - Decisions, Decisions

Atlanta: Gateway to the South

It's a strain man, living in these veins man
Suckin on a piece of sugar cane, jerk the chain
Take the ween out the throat
We never wash away the pain, so let the stain soak
What's the new wave, I dips fingertips
carry language, computer ray half dead removed
Swimsuits with green bags
I'm on the corner with my butt up, sellin new product
Women puttin theyself in positions to get cut up

Up out'cha guts, fear up for what?
Nothin but them Goodie

Osmosis, with that thang up under the pillow crush
Caught in the crossfire between Yankees and 49ers
Rivals, but the South, remain calm
Neutral but we see blood that make homeboys hate at each other's lives
Over colours and thangs, that they can bring
To the next plain, but the toots in blue, badges
Who are the biggest gangs?
In Babylon, dyin slowly but surely
Malicious drivers with hairpin triggers
On the loose like juice
And white America couldn't stand it
LAPD planted incriminatin evidence
Jurors under gag order
But we talkin outside the courtrooms
Shootin birds at the judges
Fuck Tex and co with plug us out on racial slurs



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