Your battleship is sunk, I wish grandma could see us
Fight off the shit and flush the waste down
Cut me up, don't let me down
How I feel
You get out without a dime
Because the shit you make is killing me
I just want you to know how I feel
You dig in, dig out, you get out
And my ears and my peers
How to be the smooth operator, dominator in the state of Georgia
Ghetto musick, ghetto musick
Ghetto musick, ghetto musick
O U T K A S T just know that we won't play 'round
You ought to be detained by the hip-hop Sheriff
Find a way to get in, to fit in the ghetto
Ghetto musick, ghetto musick
I just want you to know how I feel
I just want you to know how I feel
If feet don't stank like they stank
He from the Dirty now here come the paranoia
Ghetto musick, ghetto musick
At the same time
G H E T T O M U S I C K stay down
Feeling good, feeling great
A lawyer couldn't object or disrespect the technique
Then they can't swallow dat down
Then reappear again in a fresh new light
Find a way to get out without hit out
Find, find a way
I hope it's peaceful and cloudy 'cause if its not we gotta fight like
O U T K A S T just know that we won't play 'round
How I feel
Songwriters: Andre Benjamin, Kenneth Gamble, Antwan Patton, Bunny Sigler
Feeling good, feeling great
Find a way to get in, to fit in the ghetto
Find a way to get out without hit out
Planet's standards tome they have no purpose
Leave a muthafucka open like a foyer
You get out without a dime
Feeling good, feeling great
Find my purpose on the surface of this earth this
You dig in, dig out, you get out
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you? You
Ask my grandmama, Edna Mae Kearse, she showed me
Locked up, no possibility of getting out
In the place to be and not to be
You get out, without a dime
I just want you to know how I feel
Find a way to get in, the fit in the ghetto
Publishers: GNAT BOOTY MUSIC, WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP
With a frown on my face
How I feel
The pipes of my life flow deep into the ground
Turn me up, don't turn me down
Hip-hop! Standard destroyer!
Your battleship is sunk, I wish grandma could see us
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?
Feeling good, feeling great
If feet don't stank like they stank
Find a way to get out without hit out
You dig in, dig out, you get out
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?
Ghetto musick, ghetto musick
Ghetto musick, ghetto musick
Then they can't swallow dat down
Sweat me, wipe off the sweat
G H E T T O M U S I C K stay down
I hear the end is near, no fear, we disappear
Campaign in vein for the same lame fame you obtain
Hot tub! Back to the bony, I'm Tony!
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you? You
Climbing out this hole
How I feel