Stephen Marcussen - Speedballin' lyrics

Heyy-yo, heyy-yo, we speedballin.. [Andre 3000] Livin by the grace of God At the pace of the Devil life is hard, we speedballin With no time to waste The treble tends to weeble wobble over the ba**, we speedballin Nose wanna blow out steam So make some f**in noise if you know what I mean, we speedballin HA But if you don't you won't You'll end up in your trouble while the fury of funk, we speedballin Uhh, uhh, yeah s**a we're speedballin ballin ballin ballin Yeah, uhh, we speedballin ballin ballin Uhh, yeah we speedballin ballin ballin Uhh, uhh uhh, yeah we speedballin Ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin Ballin ballin uhh, we speedballin Yeah, WOOO! Yeah, uhh Mama think I'm on that blow Cause anything over marijuana fa sho, we speedballin, huh If I could just come down But when I do come down I don't like how it sound, we speedballin, HOO The pitcher all on the mound Thowin fastballs with a curve, the nerve of speedballin, HA Some n***as serve to live Some n***as live to serve not a f** who they give, we speeballin, HA HA, yeah, woo we speedballin ballin Yeah, can y'all smell that? Uhh we speedballin ballin ballin HA, c'mon! Yeah we speedballin what? Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah My God, my heart, my start, my saviour, my soul My end, my friend, my sin now when can I go? If you can hear me now then make me move Stank-ya, I like it like that, I'm in yo' groove Yeah! Yeah! Entire world, UHH! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! De-caaaaaaaaa-turrrrr, WOO we speedballin Uhh, yeah, yeah, A.T.Lllllllllllllllll! Uhh, yeah, New York we speedballin ballin ballin WOO, yeah, uh uhh we speedballin L.Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Woo, woo we speedballin Woo, woo woo, woo, woo woo, uh uh uh uh we speedballin Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Yeah yeah woo woo we speedballin What? Ha, what? Woo woo, we speedballin .. Who; the f**, said rock didn't roll, no more? Who; the f**, said rock didn't roll, no more? Who; the f**, said rock didn't roll, no more? Who; the f**, said rock didn't roll, no more? [Big Boi] n***a wanna think these boys don't blow Hoe you see them snortin them coke Chaos still don't give you a hoe Maybe you think the music is low Maybe you say, the n***as is wack If he asks, want some crack If you do that, you never come back Back to life, reality black Pump pump pump pump pump the brakes an*lyze sh** got down to stakes Take a shortcut tryin to win the race Whatchu gonna do when you step in the place? At a player's place, n***a takin my time What he gon' say when I freak the rhyme? How you gon' feel when I skeet the 9? Buck buck buck n***a on the run n***afied cause we still on the grind in the trap for the dope boys Speedballin freefallin in my own moon and my own zone Boy life is short gonna s** it up Arsty-fartsy n***a f** it up Down in the trenches, press your luck Assed out like you in the bu*t, n***a what? My soul is burnin, about to catch fire! I'm overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I can't help myself, I'm on fire! Ha ha ha ha My soul is burnin, about to catch fire! I'm overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I can't help myself, I'm on fire! I'm on fire! Ahh good God! My soul is burnin, about to catch fire! I'm overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I can't help myself, I'm on fire! ..Ah good Lord, my soul is burnin, about to catch fire! I'm overheated, about to catch fire-hah! I can't help myself, I'm on fire! I'm on fire! {*music fades out*}