[Verse 1: T-Mo]

Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together

Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go

If you wanna be a ho, go 'head, and don't be scared

Many a bitch, represents, and is led–whichever way

No, I'm not gay

And really don't give a fuck 'bout what you doin' – long as I pave the way

For my Southwest G.A. warriors

To come in packs, to feed

Takin' what we need, to succeed,

You know what we gon' do, on this road

We gon' explode

Now are you ready for this territory?

Makin' our life one big story

To tell reality amongst the youth

Long as–breath is in my body, I got proof

I'm not scared

[Refrain: Khujo]

If you scared... say you scared

[Verse 2: Big Gipp]

Who's scared?

In this world I'm Gipp; in second, the Mutant

The third, the Geechee

How many ways can you reach me?

Now most be Scully, went from clean to muddy

Polished to shine, the season to rhyme

Been down like brown, like dirt to the ground

Been lookin' for love, now I bubble like suds

Others flew "Sky High," while others were duds

Live high up on the hills, to escape the floods

Situations, they change, like faces and names

Went from cool to plain, from lame to flame

Man down or not, man plans or plots

Give a fuck what you think, we ain't movin' out this spot

And I'm out

[Refrain: Khujo]

If you scared... say you scared

[Verse 3: André 3000]

Yo, paragraph indent – I make intense sense

Niggas on that Gil Scott dope—hint, hint

At age fifteen, they start smokin' Billy Clint'

Now he's twenty-one and wants to know where the time went

"Hey, hey, hey, what's the haps?"

Well, see – your time elapsed

Have you ever thought of the meaning of the word "trap"?

Baboon on your back, but what's sad is that crack

Was introduced to Hispanic communities and Blacks

But then it spread to White and got everyone's undivided–

Attention, 'cause your daughter is on it, and you can't hide it

Maybe your son tried it

Rehab too crowded

You scared, she scared, they scared, I said –

They scared, they scared to talk about it

'Bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it

[Refrain: Khujo]

If you scared... say you scared

[Verse 4: Big Boi]

February 1st, 1975's my birthdate

The player, the B-O-I, was brought onto this Earth on Thursday

I think, see – my cap, I twist it back from all the dank

But if you see me on the ave, you betta believe I tote that shank

So what y'all thought, bruh?

I gotta protect my name and what we fought for

'Southernplayalistic' 'ATLiens' in your sock drawer

No lockjaw

We got that raw shit, and all the trimmings

Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning – the intro

The Goodie, we kinfolk

Nigga, it's fin' to jump off, but now it's time I lay low

'Cause I believe the track gon' cut off

Sike – the track is bumpin', like pussies on some dykes

So if you scared, say you scared, 'cause everybody can die tonight

'Cause my heart don't pump no Slushee

You touch my niggas, you touch me

I blow up the microphone, like Marilyn Manson – you can't hush me

Yeah!

[Verse 5: Khujo]

Heat'll make anything move

Even Tyson can get laid down with this tool

Just 'cause the name say Goodie, you take us for fools

Out they rabbit-ass mind, don't give me mine?

I go off like mines, blowin' suckers to smithereens

We was never folks if we fell out over this lil' cream

Or let some soft legs come in between our dreams

We live like kings, and die like fuckin' men

I don't care how rough you roll, we can't be shut down

Ain't no openin' up shop, we already established

You lap doggin', we boss hoggin'

Grown men, don't beg for attention

Keep wishin', high heels clickin'

Paper champions, leavin' with they feet behind

Zap 'em for the pumpkin, at twelve – on the bottom bunk

Holla at me – six to the left, last one

Can't turn over with dirt on ya – slain dead (Dead)

Devils, don't have enough to purchase my essence

(Sick) in da head, missin' ounces

Zip code, eight miles – suckas think I got they package

But they still eatin' moo-moo, oink-oink

And fowl-fowl-fowl-fowl...

[Outro: Khujo]

The truth hurts, but you can't be scared of it...

So remember that – OutKast, Goodie Mo-B

Still standin' for somethin', while y'all fallin' for nothin'

Stop dyin' over this lil' concrete and lil' paper

We get this shit together, power's in numbers

You can deny the lie, but you can't deny the truth

You scared! You scared! Say you scared!

(Yeah...)