[Intro: Big Gipp sample] "Uh, y'all know what it is..." "Uh, y'all know what it is..." "Uh, y'all know what it is..."
[Verse 1: T-Mo Goodie] Revolutionary, scary Thought provoking, spoken (Spoken) Words of a change I don't feel but I see Visions from me, at 23 Making it free in my community one day is what I live for Ain't thinking about no hope no more I got my boots, I kick in 'til I get with Adapt and overcome, oh hum hum Go get my gun, load up for fun, and put it down with the frown What goes 'round comes 'round, from MLK to Cascade I know it's through them penny figures Cocaine dealers throw the walk signs up in they rides Looking cleaner than I seen 'em the last time Then selling dimes, now its quarter ki's Stacking G's, in the South Indies My n***a, them folks riding bicycles Hummer vehicles off in the hood Knowin' each and every n***a selling – but can you blame? Seems like the only way a brother can survive the game To fly, hard to get by The dope dealing, fatal killings, and Fed time, to writing rhymes It ain't just the police, we kill each other Just lost another brother Fast living'll get you took Thinking it can't happen to you, and then it do Off crooked schemes, it's just a dream Floating face down in the mainstream (The mainstream) [Hook: Khujo Goodie] Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream That's why some are found floating face down in the mainstream
[Verse 2: André 3000] They swan diving As if they name be Gretchen von Ivan Volkoff, rushin' to finish their album, then you find them Lost, dog paddling, backstroking, what done happened? He rhymed the "catch of the day," when the recipe called for "blackened" Wrong ingredients Maybe too much herbs and spices Maybe you got hungry for the wrong dish of them greens And it's enticing, how them Jones's sing "So I'm gonna sang just like them to get where they at I'll even break my by back to touch they rim, if I gotta My alta mater be that I follow I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down, and then swallow" I hope you vomit, won't call no names, 'cause that's not my job It just applies to whom it may concern, you know who you are But if you don't – you never will, you'll just proceed to steal But then it might get ugly 'cause, trust me, n***as do feel– The way that I felt when I wrote this But we must stay in focus Be kings and queens up in this thing, get rid of all them jokers Face down, face down, face down [Hook: Khujo Goodie] Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream That's why some are found floating face down in the mainstream
[Verse 3: Khujo Goodie] I let you stay in my crib Now you know where I live When you was hungry, fed you a hot meal Look at the hand you deal' Me crudball business, n***as giving inches, so here, take a foot Luck only counts in rabbit's feet and horse shoes Experience is sometimes the best teacher Until we get our own plate, I hope you don't mind me eating off of yours Process sm-m-moking like Jerry Meanwhile, fairies up the street, sprinkling pixie dust over greenery Never to attain another level of con-sci-ence, only to test the potency Wild land here, they scheme over one another mouth to feed They's thieves, with decisions to make, networks shape your destiny But one miss will take it all the way, just as quick as you can say "I wish I never did what I did," now face this bid It was the company you kept, the many places you slept When you shouldn't have, geeking like a rat, jumping like a trap Contributing to sin and your n***a' bitch in the club showin' pink for 10 They got you n***as where they want you again Floating face down in the mainstream That's why, that's why, that's why [Hook: Khujo Goodie] Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream That's why some are found floating face down in the mainstream
[Verse 4: Big Boi] Everybody's a player, wearing them Kangols on their heads Thinking it's all about your clothes, n***a, it's all about your self The way you feel about your life, the times that you done shared with Your friends and family, up and down like hoes give head To dicks, oh, six, seven of them in the mix, but ain't no mystery You know the history about this clique, bitch Oh, what? You don't want me to call you slut? But why you fucking all them n***as, letting them all up in your guts? But see, that AIDS, I'm afraid, I think that's why I play the quiet role I lay in the cut, every month thinking'a lettin' that fire roll Like chimneys, and smoke signals, maybe peace pipes even My partners call me Big Boi and my first name is not Steven In the mainstream, home team bangin' 'em with these hits In the mix (Mix), flowing like some motherfuckin' swordfish
[Hook: Khujo Goodie] Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream That's why some are found floating face down in the mainstream Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream That's why some are found floating face down in the mainstream Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream That's why some are found floating face down in the mainstream Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream That's why some are found floating face down in the mainstream
