(big rube)360 seconds it's onUnlimited firsts, from calibers unknownCome wit it in ya verse, or take a job and stay goneI don't care if it's rehearsed or off the top of your domeWith this specified time, you can do as you pleaseMake a discision to create life, or spred death and diseaseWe got 360 degrees of emceesThat make these rap niggaz sound like they swangin from treesEverythang from brain food, to puttin broads on they kneesWe do it all for the love and never all for the cheese
(big boi)Hot tub.. bubbling like warm water call me, hot tubCut your wife and daughter like a meat cleaverWe be the, dungeon familyNiggaz up under the step from a-t-l to overstand meD-f, is the clique that I representPuffin purple, poppin poppers, spittin straight pimp shit
(big gipp)Conversation without compensation, we sensed itIt's not to mention yo' girl, your persistant inNothin physical happened but give me six minutesWhen ya off, somebody gonna fit in itSay no names, wear my hair longer than your first strangYo' girl wish she was drafted for the georgia drill teamBut I ain't gon' say no moreYou need to catch somebody else I'm 'bout to hit the door
(hook)Six minutes, six minutesSix minutes, dungeon family you're onSix minutes, six minutesSix minutes, dungeon family you're on
(witchdoctor)Fine lil' mama, my home gon' be a palaceLaid out like a salad, keep a nigga from malaceI'm movin things to the southA dog like me need a pussycat 'round the house, with a row boneAin't nothin like me and you baby with no clothes onI'm tired of runnin the streets all nightAnd a girlfriend ain't gon' stay down witcha like a wifeI can't let all you girls get to my head'cause you know what I want between them legs
(cool breeze)Hey I'm just walkin outta foot lockerStrollin through greenbriarStepped in the food court, just gonna but a bean potAy cool cool cutta (cool) cut her to the finchIf a girl gotta future behind her, I'm up in itAnd I like a pretty lady with a tailback mouth'cause if you hit the right spot, she'll go back runnin her mouthNow everytime I meet a girl, she puttin her hand in her purseAnd when my next record drop, I ain't wearin no shirtLet's do it
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(khujo)Hats off, nigga can we put a fist in 'fore we handle business? Hallelujah! for the bankBenzes, houses, hummers, tanks and all thatGon' see, that they meet shack in the endThe world was my enemy, that's who was my friendsOn the strong deluciousUnstoppable, followin the tradition of menCan't say "aww look at that man""he's too dirty for industry" dead ass, or is he!!
(t-mo)5 minutes and 59 seconds gone byAre you really ready for this lyrical high? We can shoot without bullets, df to the fullestShould it, ever come to lightIt's true art, not hypeCome strong, take the mic, make sure it's tightI rock a party all nightWith my team on the right, straight ready for theLights, camera, action, ms. jackon!
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(backbone)Introdu..introdu..introducing ice cold waterWe stay sharp as a broke glass bottleJust as sure as four quarters make a dollarTen dimes do too and I ain't take none shorterPay attention to every quote we say'cause I got this here like it's in stores todayHolla.. ready to rock, when he step on the scene'cause shorty stay clean like, shicka-ding shicka-ding
(cee-lo)Well I can be that, and you need that, freaky d thatAnd if you want your monologue and open come and seek meA few done fried man, or we can bligh manI'm the guy that kill ya cat and, I dare you to defy meIf you can time me, I promise in 60 secondsYou'll be intriged and overwhelmed and obligated to rewind meThat reminds me, and my name is the divinelyHuman cee, and I hope you had a freaky time f**kin with me
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