[Chorus: E = Eminem; T = T.I.] [T] In the midwest we okay E'rybody know them southern boys love that bass [E] Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, 'weesiana Mississippi, Ten-a-keys, every mufuckin state, when we touch down [T] Go right from the plane to the rave [E] When we touch down [T] On a private plane getting brains, till we [E] Touch down, there ain't no way to keep em quiet With T.I. and Shady baby, we bout to incite a riot When we touch down
[1st verse: T.I.] When we get in town, you know how we getting down Pull up clean, then hop on out, snatch all the freaks then walk on out I'm living what they talking bout, shining if it dark or not That one hundred E-X-double R, you'll find that in the parking lot You barking up the wrong tree, I do this shit for zone three Four, five and six as well as one, Atlanta I'm forever son Still be on whatever coast, round blowing heavy smoke Ay Em you better tell them folk what hell it take to let em go They know I put that green light on them haters Keep on trying me I put that beam right on ya tater (pow) Now you don't wanna see T.I.P. outrageous Try to keep him in a cage but somehow he keep escaping That's why I be on vacation, Virgin Island I be taking Private planes out to Spain, I keep on flying I ain't faking The money ain't a thang, think I'm lying, you're mistaken You can find long lines of all kinds of bitches waiting when we touch down
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[2nd verse: Eminem] Welcome to the Midwest, yes Where them Detroit playas ball like you have no idea The more is here, got the whole place looking like it's candy painted Ain't it like we left the kids at home and just let em loose with the crayons Fuck, I just hit a jogger, people looking like Frogger They hopping out of the way whenever they see Marshall's car coming The kids painted my windows with black permanent marker And let the rest of the car carpet color like swirl pops And I got the bass thumping but I'm bound to bump into something Kids are flying through the air looking like they krumping The way they tumbling, I gotta do something But as soon as I hit the car wash to get the tar off They just right back at it tommorrow They're like, "Dad this is in, so you're with the trends" "This is for the pens, listening to mens, nail polish on the rims" And now it's custom chrome, but I gotta go do a show So go on with ya bad self, just have it back to normal when I touch down
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[3rd verse: T.I.] From my arrival, un-til my departure Gurantee I put this d-i-c-k in somebody's daughter Ay, I still have my way with the ladies way cross the water Flew to Paris from Haiti, did some shit that I thought of It's erotic that the shit that we popping makes us psychotic Threat the corpse for America, then why they running from me? How could they be so ignorant? Look what hip-hop done brung us It's allowed us to run a business, legitimated our moneys Got us out of the ghettos and relocated our mommies I made it all the way here ain't no way you taking it from me So excuse me Oprah honey, I'm sorry, really I promise But niggas, bitches and hoes do exist, I'm just being honest For that am I being punished? Why is you so astonished? Now I ain't got a degree, just intelligence in abundance So you ain't gotta like me, I know billions of folks who love me You can tell how they yelling and screaming and waiting for me when I touch down
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