Lyrical Breakdown of THE ATL EXPERIENCE - from the Short Film "Red Clay" - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Let me see something
Shit, I'm talkin' 'bout AR
Don't cap me down
Ayy
Only in the A
That right
Two fingers down, with that thumb through that motherfucker
Like this right here
Tony
We gon' vibe on this one
Give y'all a lil' rundown
Little 285 talk
(Let me see somethin')
This the brochure speak
(Tell your banker let me see somethin')
Tuna fish was my favorite dish, previous to this
I admit that I'm really blessed, Tity Boy the shit
Poppin' it, oh, just like a zit, that's just common sense
In the A, these young niggas crazy, better own a stick
Trackhawks and them Hellcats tearing up the strip
This young lady, she came to the A just so she can strip
I'm the boss, so just listen up, gave myself a raise
Her first night dancing at the club, got swindled out the face
How irate, thought these niggas real but these niggas fake
So she linked with a girl at the club, then went on a date
They had drinks, then she gained her trust, told her 'bout a safe
That ain't safe 'cause the girl she with boyfriend broke in her place
In the A
Just remember Tony told you 'bout the A
They gon' door lock your vehicle if you don't park in the valet
If you go into the bathroom, then you better take your drink
If you can't find your wallet, then you better call the bank
In the A
Smiling in your face and stab you in the back
In the A
Not only rappers, but the trappers got Maybachs
In the A
Walked in Louis, I bought Virgil whole collection
In the A
Hiv high-rate, have you better use protection
In the A
When you need a plug, that's your real connection
In the A
Daddy wasn't around talkin' real neglection
In the A
Better have a blick, you don't got no stain
And your team don't have a championship, so you don't got no ring
Atlanta, is back to you
At home, come back to you
Atlanta, is back to you
At home, come back to you
Atlanta, is back to you
Ooh, come back to you
Atlanta, is back to you
Out up on me, oh
Come back to you, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na
Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
No, no, no
Always come back to you