I will softly pull away In this broken beautiful mess I've made And in the dead of quiet I will slowly fade In this masterpiece I made I'll burn out
First it comes on quiet, creeping slow Clever words and phrases only stain I remain so lost and buried under everything that I need When all I want is
I've got a new disease in me I've got a friend that's losing sleep I take it hard, it's hard to take I'm wide awake, I'm wide awake One more confession
Ross, Ludacris This has been another episode of Southern Gangsta Thanks for tunin' in, what's next for Luda? Well, anything's possible in the Theater
Shhh, they're about to start the movie [Intro] And, hear ye, hear ye Disturbing Tha Peace presents, "Theater of the Mind" Get your popcorn, get your
Here we go! Surprise nigga It was bound to happen sooner or later They ain't ready for this) History has been made ATL, yeah Cuz' I got it All these
Luda! Yep! S.G.! Chris Breezy ! It's me! Hey! Uh oh! U-uh u-uh, uh oh! U-uh u-uh! I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know
Touched, you say that I am too So much of what you say is true I'll never find someone quite like you again I'll never find someone quite like you, like
Sing along with me, Say fuck you Luda 3x Yea, I guess that's why everybody hates Chris Say fuck you Luda 3x Yea, I guess that's why everybody hates
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hip hop nation, this is Spiz-ike Lee Been sleepin' for too long, wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up I see the sunshine
I'm the MVP, I'm stupid with this rap shit Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word Here I am, yep yep, I'm the man, word Here I am, yep, I'm the man, word
Lady in the street but a freak in the bed Lady in the street but a freak in the bed Lady in the street but a freak in the bed Lady in the street but a
Jamie Foxx (hook) Simply marvelous ? that?s what you are, that?s what you are, that?s what you are More than outrageous, ooh ooh, that?s what you are
I just touched down in killa Cali, strapped up my boots Got scooped up by Game so I hopped up in the coupe Gah, what up nigga? What the hell is goin'
Oww, Luda! I done killed so many niggaz in the booth I sell rappers on eBay Cause every one of my verses been instant like replays Speakers get blown
'm still the champ in the south 'Cause rappers get in the booth and I keep draggin' them out Where they fired and these pink slips I keep handin' them out 'Cause this is Theater
Back up on dat ass, back to put rappers on one knee Like they 'bout to run a 100 meter dash Bow down to greatness, before I get pissed and Run up in the
It was Friday night And I was feelin' aight, yep Downtown Atlanta, big city, bright lights Mixin' Henny wit tha Sprite While I'm drinkin' and drivin'
