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Pod Southtown

I lie down, I sleep, when I wake, sustain me Outkast blast through deception, the tension, your mind collapse Relapse, the stress of matter, when I shatter

Hey Bobby, dude, should I, uh Should I tighten' up my snare or somethin'? No, no, no, no, nah, the drums is cool Alright No, they fine, they fine You

Kids coming up from the alleys, not like the valleys South town, San Diego rats out here in Cali So Cal with the crew to show' em how You like me now,

I'm an outkast But don't count me out Underground dwellaz, roaming beneath the cellars Failed us with this system, ain't living how they tell us Hideaway

Back in the day when man he paved the way Fell in temptation, sin spread through the nation Lead me salvation and pierce these palms of holy hands Who

't got to be like this Life isn't got to be like this Life isn't got to be like this Here in the Southtown Right now Here in the Southtown and you know

Tribal warriors Where do you stand in this battle cry tribal soldier? Represent I and I, Jah Jah warriors Tribal warriors Where do you stand in this battle

Reign, Most High Almighty reign, Most High Almighty I, Most High Almighty I, Most High What good is for a man to gain the whole world Yet lose of forfeit

't got to be like this Life isn't got to be like this Life isn't got to be like this Here in the Southtown Right now Here in the Southtown and you know