Call Of Da Wild - Outkast

featuring Goodie Mob 

[Dre] 
I'll be comin around the ghetto when I come kickin one for the treble 
Y'all can't stoop to my level  I'm like the devil or whatever 
I'm pickin up and throwin 'em down like dishes 
Call me Kenny Anderson cuz I slam those Southern bitches 
I ain't braggin  folks draggin me up and down the road 
To be fucked up when I gets into my clownin mode 
Then go to clown up on they ass like Bozo 
Oh no, then dance on top of they asses like I was Jo Jo Dancer 
Come Comet, come Dasher, come Prancer 
Come niggaz with machine guns, I think that is the answer 
But the question 'Should we take that bullshit from them people?' 
I'm 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 is really becomin a very stressful journey 
I feel like a steering wheel, for them is tryin to turn me 
Into a hate monger, and I'm wishin and I wonder 
Damn, will I graduate before I hit the summer 
I think not, Officer Friendly tryin to dig up in me 
He said I'm half assed and got no future 
And so he sent me up the creek and shit 
Strokin like hell without no paddle 
But niggaz is gettin smart, we back on the saddle 
No longer, y'all know y'all had us down for some years 
It's the call of da wild nigga, uh, there it is 

Chorus: Cee-Lo 

I hear voices in my head and they keep callin me (repeat 4X) 

[T-Mo] 
As I step, the stage is empty 
No words as I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get respect 
Don't call me T, it's a T thang with a G swang 
Let my nuts hang down to the flo' main 
Smokin that dang dang, makin mics swang