herb, birds Coke, crack, dope, smack, ohh snap heard herb Should talk in sign language, ya'll don't deserve words I get my serve swerved, may leave '
sucked by the clucks And will he do dirt? Fool, oh please Little locs are harder then the OGz You fall to the ground and beg please Just got served by
mine, much juice I hoo-bangs with a gang and slangs caine Fuck what you tryin to get nigga, it's my thang! [? ? ] cops more white and hit claims I serves
cell in the tombs I was a Catholic boy I was redeemed through pain Not through joy They starved me for weeks, they thought they'd teach me fear I fed on cell
how he's feeling Ends up wanting much more Waits for the bell to ring But no-one's at the door. Living in a jail house A cell of his own Will he ever
I bet you hear us, ay, ay, ay Bill done met some girl up in the club and got her pregnant I never trusted, now he's busted 'cause I'm always checkin' Cell
White needs to get spanked right For setting up traps Little accident murderers And I ain't never heard of yah Poise less gats attack when I'm serving
why I'm blowin' shit to smithereens I'm like the nigga flying guillotine The illest things I bring that not even DeVante could swing Before a nigga serve
paths They say, "Big Boi, can you pull it off without your nigga Dre" I say "People, stop the madness 'cause me and Dre be okay" OutKast, Cell Therapy to cell
dreamer, don't be so upset (Second Man) Hey Joseph, you're not beaten yet (Narrator & Ensemble) Go, go go Joseph you know what they say Hang on now Joseph
is hushed and tense The soldiers drawing lots Who will be the hangman in the dawn? The lot falls on a young man Who has served for but a year His home
happenin' man? This TIP, you know? I'd like to dedicate this song to Anybody who done ever lost somebody To the grave, to the streets, to the jail cell
then I make the bitch leave Shes a stalking type bitch, hiding all in a niggaz trees She callin' once again, keep callin' a nigga phone She keep callin' the cell
Cell phones and travel stations Ringtones and new relations Say hello to all your friends for me Several calls I made to Thailand Wound up in Prince Edward
when my hands tied They take shots cause if I'm out there it's a landslide But revenge is best served as a cold dish And suckas will get served better
makin 300 on my SAT and I am equal Ain't no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm nervous I've had it up to fo'head of niggaz tryin' to serve us To graduate
believe that Set me up I'm runnin breathin like a Sleestak Ran into a car and almost bent my knee back It's better than a cell while my lawyer's fee
All of the prisoners serving life sentences Wait for the earth to suddenly shake For the walls to somehow suddenly come crumbling, tumbling And for the