[Chorus: André 3000]

Brothers on the block knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Sisters at the crib knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Teachers at the school knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Babies on the bottle knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

[Verse 1: Big Boi]

Well, here's a formal introduction, something to make you ponder

The situation's ugly like In Living Color's Wanda (Word up)

Now, everybody play dumb, but there's some

That succumb or fall a victim

I will overcome any hurdle or obstacle that's in my path

Fast cash should be the last resort, so make it last

For the risk you took, trick, you shook your ass

For some hundred dollar heels and a designer bag

Now that's ass-backwards

All you got in the refrigerator is bratwurst

Your stomach is balled in a knot, you got that Phat purse

Pocketbook, stop and look, pockets look void

Destroyed by the need to indulge and enjoy the finer things in life (Yeah)

Your dignity the only sacrifice

Slim as your chances of being somebody's wife

They seeing you butt booty naked every night

Ain't nothing right or wrong

[Chorus: André 3000]

Brothers on the block knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Sisters at the crib knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Teachers at the school knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Babies on the bottle knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

[Verse 2: Big Boi]

Even though things started falling apart

Wanda went and bought a Honda, now she's out of a job

She would slob on a knob for a little less than a yard

A massage, you could drill her like a sarge'

She would charge and rob, pick through your pockets

She got the trick's watch and the silver locket

That he bought for his wife but Wanda left her license

On the nightstand fuckin' with this white man

She met in a little red Corvette, paid for sex

Made a deal that she would never forget, you can bet

Every action has a positive and equal reaction

Therefore everything that goes around comes around in that fashion

Fast and furiously

There was a knock on the sliding glass door, "Bitch, it's me

You thought you was slick the way you hit me for that lick

But you slipped, now I'm gettin' in your shit"

[Chorus: André 3000]

Brothers on the block knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Sisters at the crib knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Preachers at the church knowing, but still get by

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Teachers at the school knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Babies on the bottle knowing

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)

(From this point on, it only gets rougher)