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(Nelly talking)Check, check, check, yo, we here M-I-S-S-O-U-R-I(The best out there dirty)For sure, we gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubtMy nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out right here,we the Lunatics, no doubtWe gon'...., they wildin, they don't know(Kyjuan)Ay yoSt. Louis is small but we still do it allWe hit the mall, we drink it all, we always gon' smoke it allGet hit, we shake it off, at the club yellin "take it off"My success is takin off, I'm always workin, never takin offI done that, did that, who her? I dont hit thatCats be trippin off them rats, I ain't really with thatMakes me wanna sit back, I relax and think backTo when I used to click-clack, makes me angry when I flash backMo, you should get back, I mean this, hang with the meanestRemain the cleanest, always smoke the seedless greenestYou've seen this like reruns, pop-a-lock like rerunsSt. Louis where we from, you ain't never heard a weak one(Ali)You got to stand up and get it together, roll with the punches, whateverGet in our way, destroy ya, make you wish you had never, everFucked with the real crazy, pyscho sick move the ladySunnin so nut and shady, kid pass me the three-eightyBy my sack, cock and load it, this world I'm a rock and roll itMy business, you shouldn't a told it, to end I'm a forty-fourThey switch guns and they go for show it, your pupils is dialatingThis rap is so beautiful watch The Source give it higher ratingsThe 'tics j-just can't be faded, to nothin that's star relatedMore than just duplicated, Kenjuana's to celebratedGot damnit we finally made it, haters they gotta hate itBought my house off and finally paid it, often intoxicatedJust call me the Don-dotta, original rider, riderYour mama just gotta, gotta, take her home and here "splatter, splatter"Splatter, splatter, I'm from St. Louuuuuuuiiiiiie(Chorus - St. Lunatics) 2xS-T-L is where we stay, in the middle, no coastLyrics boastin with flight, what up hoe, I'm just your neighbor, what upSt. Louis' finest, keep a cover like LinusStop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin(Murphy Lee)Now you can find Murphy in a Jag, on a commercialWhen at home in St. Louis, yo I's a *walkin* like HerschellI be like (oh, oh, oh)Wit' a pocket full of bus tickets, lookin at booties thinkin I must hit it(EI!)Why must I live like that, what you expect?Young dude done paid bills with them advancement checksHoneys screamin they want more than sex, I'm like "why me?"Find out it don't even take that Lex to like meI be the young dude, Mr. drop a top a bubble Benny whipper(What else nigga?)A weed head slash Henny sipperNo I'm not ballinI'm tryna' get it how I live and how I live is how I get that shitI'm like nine-nine-nine-na-nine-nine-na-nine short of a mil ticket!(Chachi'll take it) and say that Bill did itBut I'm a be real for real and deal wit' itAnd get mine in the summertime like Will did(Nelly)What you thought I was gonna do, bitch and scream, fuck my dreams?Walk off the team like Rodman?Move the scene, nigga what you mean, not now playa I'm swabbinI put four silver dollars up on a white castle out in CochranGet them things out and cock 'em, anything bubble I'm poppinAnything stumble, I'm droppin, whatever you rollin, I'm toppinAnd it's fully loaded, I'm coppin, whewwNo more slang rocks, I rock rocks, you duck cops, I cop dropsYou buy cock, I buy stock, touch mine, you are notI'm Rocafella with *hard knocks*, dome shots 'til I get poppedUsed to ball on the blacktop now I balls on hardwoodWith enough finance stability to finance a small hoodCall it Nellyville nigga, and guess who the mayorMy whole towns chronic'd out so we drug awurrI'm playin truth or dare with dime pieces, and they niecesShowin me there's more than one way that they can eat a ReesesCan I repeat this, man, you niggas need to see this(Chorus)more