Lyrical Breakdown of Skew It On The Bar-B (Instrumental) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how OutKast weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Skew It On The Bar-B (Instrumental)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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(Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo), rrah Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" The common denominator, the nigga numerator Never know who the hater, niggas cater to your ego I'm sorry like Atari, who's the cousin to Coleco Vision, caught a RICO, back on the street like Chico DeBarge, he large and got a 'Lac in the garage Few parts here and there, I declare hard My Lord, one at Clark, one at Spelman Both know each other and it's cool, you can tell when He step off in the party, women jump for joy But all the wild niggas scheming, they gon' jump the boy For spittin' all that bourgeoi', "My watch, my car" I'm a star, I'd rather be a comet by far (Rrah, rrah) Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" Deliver this through your audio, ghetto mafioso Grow hydro, then bag it up slow Price that, longevity suggest make moves slow Take time, grow eight, react nine, blow Hydro slide raw like fuck Ronaldo Fly ride, though, shit lookin' wild dope Then glide, yo, flippin' the page, I go Watch five-o, jump on my meat, ride slow Watch those undercovers, cop those, rock those Glock blows, leave 'em baggy and collect, spot closed Keep a watch froze, lean on the yacht, wash clothes Let the chop blow, bag a half a block, plot grows, what? Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" Boy, I bust raps like D-boys bust gats, shit We the type of people that don't bury the axe Or the hatchet, every time we see your link, we snatch it Ridin' 'round our hood talkin' that dumb shit, your cabbage Is cracked like plumber's ass and summer's grass I been in the game for a minute, seen some suckas like y'all passin' Thinkin' you're light-skinned Aight then lil' boy why you frightened? The Dungeon Family gon' be here, nigga, so keep writing I gotta hit The Source, I need my other half a mic Because that Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik was a classic, right College Park, East Point and Decatur they got my back, so We gon' keep on jammin' and stabbin' off in the track, I Think it's time to bungee, but buddy we will be back And I'm fin' to put some D's on the 'Lac, know dat (Rrah) Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules" Old school players to new school fools 'Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos We'll skew it on the bar-b, we ain't tryin to lose Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules"