Wailin’ OutKast

[Intro]
Wailin'
Wailin'

[Verse 1: Big Boi]
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'd 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 eatin' chicken thighs
Only the twenty piece mojo, flows on like Flo Jo (Wailin')
I wanted to figure out, just how low could your 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')
LaFace Records, I think they got that perfect timing
To be doper than Saddam, believe the Nation of Islam (Wailin')
Fuck the police and the dogs, sniffin' that dope up out your car
I think they overstep they boundaries (Wailin')
Huh, OJ, not guilty, that's how they found he

[Interlude: Cee-Lo]
Mmm, yeah (Wailin')
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, yeah (Wailin')
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, yeah (Wailin')
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, yeah (Wailin')
Mmm, mmm