Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

Ain't No Thang

Outkast

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[Verse 2: Big Boi]

Well, nigga,^✦ you softer^✦ than silicone used^✦ to pump up tits (Yeah)

It's that nigga^✦ down in the Dungeon^✦ with them player-istic hits (Yeah)

I'm quick to stop a sucker^✦ flow like menopause^✦ at fifty^✦

Original ghetto^✦ bastard, so now I makes^✦ a switch

I used^✦ to sell dope, but in 1994, I'm makin'^✦ Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

But, see, these voices^✦ in my skull has got me reminiscin'

About^✦ the days back when me mammy^✦ had to work in kitchens

She had me makin'^✦ better^✦ grades^✦ to make a better^✦ life

But I never^✦ had no love or respect 'cause we's gon' be alright

I ran the streets and broke my curfew^✦ 'cause I gave a shit

I carried guns and butcher knives^✦ 'cause I was steadily in the mix

Yeah, it was so hard to say goodbye, I'm a man now

I'm at the end of my street, so it's time to take my stand now

I call the wild because^✦ it's time to take the streets

So if you ain't got the vertebrae or big enough nuts, retreat

I'm ready^✦ to wet 'em up like cereal

Just an international player, comin'^✦ through your stereo^✦

[Chorus: OutKast & Big Boi]

Yeah, you see

Ain't no thing but a chicken^✦ wing (It don't stop)

We's havin'^✦ a smoke out in the Dungeon^✦ with the Mary^✦ Jane

It's just the pimps, players, mack daddies,^✦ East Point

It's all about^✦ that cess in your chest (It's the joint)

Ain't no thing but a chicken^✦ wing

We's havin'^✦ a smoke out in the Dungeon^✦ with the Mary^✦ Jane

It's just the pimps, players, mack daddies,^✦ East Point

It's all about^✦ that cess in your chest (It's the joint)

[Verse 3: André 3000]

.357 to your forehead

There'll be more dead 'cause I'm a pro, kid

But Lord forgive^✦ me, I gots to keep my milli'^✦ right vi-near^✦ me

My nine be doin' fine until^✦ these niggas^✦ wants to clear me

Off my street, but in my hood-hood, they hollerin' ghetto^✦

Don't got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and never^✦ let go

But I feel for them like Chaka^✦ Khan feel for you

Ain't shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew

On the concrete, remember when we ran deep?

'Member^✦ at the party^✦ when we served^✦ them niggas^✦ dandy?^✦

They know not to test us, test me, do me, try me

Trippin' with that drama,^✦ my Beretta's right beside^✦ me

One is in the air and one is in the chamber

Y'all ask me what the fuck I'm doin', I'm releasin' anger^✦

Quick to dodge danger,^✦ I'm takin'^✦ it one day

At a time, I got the fattest dimes^✦ around^✦ my way

You can sway with André, I'll take it to the Ho-Jo,^✦ bitch

Just to let you know, yeah

[Chorus: OutKast & Big Boi]

Ain't no thing but a chicken^✦ wing

We's havin'^✦ a smoke out in the Dungeon^✦ with the Mary^✦ Jane

It's just the pimps, players, mack daddies,^✦ East Point

It's all about^✦ that cess in your chest (It's the joint)

Ain't no thing but a chicken^✦ wing

We's havin'^✦ a smoke out in the Dungeon^✦ with the Mary^✦ Jane

It's just the pimps, players, mack daddies,^✦ East Point

It's all about^✦ that cess in your chest (It's the joint)

[Verse 4: Big Boi]

It's on, my friend, on the road again,^✦ I'm travelin'

Do more than sixty-five^✦ on 85 off in my Cadillac

I got that nigga^✦ Dre, he ridin'^✦ shotgun

And got my pump under^✦ my seat in case these youngsters wanna^✦ have some fun

I'll do it if I have to, bustin'^✦ caps with this here heater^✦

Loadin'^✦ clip up after^✦ clip, I'm packin'^✦ my gauge if I feel it

The Glock, the gat, the nine, the heater^✦

See, I be bustin'^✦ caps like my amp be bustin'^✦ speakers

So how do you figure^✦ that Big Boi be scared^✦ to blast you?

You 'posed^✦ to be the quickest draw, my man, well, hail 'em faster^✦

Uh, one, two, three, you need to think about^✦ the future^✦

Before^✦ I shoot your ass and dilute^✦ your blood with lead

From my hollow^✦ tips, I'll send you to an early^✦ grave

You fuckin'^✦ slave, you better^✦ try another way

To take me out is truly^✦ somethin' difficult

Don't even^✦ run up on me unless^✦ you want your brain broke

I'm out of bullets, lettin'^✦ loose my last clip

I'ma^✦ kick you in your ass and your nigga^✦ gettin'^✦ pistol whipped

Yeah, that's how I do

You know that's how I do, you know that's how I do

[Chorus: OutKast & Big Boi]

Yeah, you see

Ain't no thing but a chicken^✦ wing

We's havin'^✦ a smoke out in the Dungeon^✦ with the Mary^✦ Jane

It's just the pimps, players, mack daddies,^✦ East Point

It's all about^✦ that cess in your chest (It's the joint)

Ain't no thing but a chicken^✦ wing

We's havin'^✦ a smoke out in the Dungeon^✦ with the Mary^✦ Jane

It's just the pimps, players, mack daddies,^✦ East Point

It's all about^✦ that cess in your chest (It's the joint)

[Outro: Big Boi]

Yeah, and it don't stop and it don't quit, to the motherfuckin'^✦

Organized Noize, PA

Goodie Mob, Big Gipp, and all the niggas^✦ around^✦ the East Point way

College Park is really^✦ on the map

We comin'^✦ around^✦ Atlanta and the niggas^✦ are really^✦ strapped

With the motherfuckin'^✦ guns and the motherfuckin'^✦ Glocks

The heaters, the gats, nigga,^✦ don't— yeah, it don't stop

Technical Breakdown

9.0

Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres7.0

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm10.0

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity7.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control9.0

Performance and control

Computed Score9.03

Production

— Organized Noize

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Critic Analysis

RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

Big Boi establishes a masterclass in Southern-style cadence, blending raw, gritty street autobiography with the rhythmic fluidity that would define the Dungeon Family sound.

A+

9.5

Multisyllabic

9.5

Internal Rhymes

Cadence / Flow

Vocabulary

Wordplay

Delivery

Multisyllabic internal rhyme chainsRhythmic syncopationAutobiographical narrative flowDynamic shift from aggressive braggadocio to nostalgic reflection

Rhyme Architecture: Highly intricate pattern utilizing predominantly multisyllabic rhymes at the end of lines, punctuated by dense internal rhyming structures that lock into the bass-heavy percussion.

Verified Doubles & Entendres

"stop a sucker flow like menopause at fifty"

① A biological cessation of a cycle (menopause) used as a metaphor for ending a rapper's performance.② A direct comparison to age-related physical limitations to assert dominance over opponents.

"wet 'em up like cereal"

① Street slang for shooting an opponent (violence).② Literal liquid saturation of dry food (cereal) creating an auditory/tactile image of being drenched.

Exceptional command of rhythmic pocket

Authentic integration of street narrative and personal history

Strong vocal presence and character

Innovative, non-coastal flow patterns for 1994

Limited usage of deep metaphorical abstraction

Some punchlines rely on established tropes of the era

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