[Chorus: 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 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, niggas✦ 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
[Chorus: 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, niggas✦ 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 away,✦ 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 nigga'✦ bitch in the club, showin'✦ pink for 10
They got you niggas✦ where they want you again✦
Floating✦ face down in the mainstream✦
That's why, that's why, that's why
[Chorus: 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, nigga,✦ 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 niggas,✦ 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
[Chorus: 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✦