Da Art of Storytellin' Pt. 2
OutKast Lyrics


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(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

"Baby, did you hear that?" "Yeah, baby, I heard it too"
Look out the window, golly, the sky is electric blue
Mama Earth is dying and crying because of you
Raining cats and jackals, all shackles disintegrate to residue
Silly mortals haven't a clue as to what the funk is going on
I'm on the telephone dialing the Dungeon ("Hello?")
This Dre, bring the MP and the SP
Meet me at the center of the Earth and travel carefully
Baby, grab the baby, 'cause baby, it ain't much time
Mama Earth is tossing and turning and that's a sign
Omega nigga I.F.o.s are landing in Decatur
Hope I'm not over your head, but if so you will catch on later
Played the track, guess she could not take it anymo'
Raping her heavenly body like a ho, coochie so'
From niggas constantly fucking her, never loving her
Never showing appreciation, busting nuts in her face when they done

Who says good folks ain't supposed to die?

The sky is falling, nobody balling, they done gave back they guns
For some tickets to the playoffs, but the Hornets, they won
Nigga, we slum, kept all the guns, I gotta protect my family
I drove the biggest thing in the house 'cause I knew they'd try to ram me
But I'm stabbing, making my way on expressway the best way I know how
Look up in the sky, east, west, no clouds
Him coming now, fuck that money now
I ask my honey how she feeling and is Jordan okay? "Yeah, yeah, she chillin'"
We should be at the dungeon shortly, ain't nobody on they porch, see?
Approaching the final exit, I'm thinking I see four horsies
But I don't though, nigga you won't know until it's on ya
I put that on my dope boys from A-Town to California
All the weed smell like ammonia but at the Dungeon I know they're smoking
Writing the raps and doing the beats to make this last recording
Fuck abortion, I got in the booth to run the final portion
The beat was very dirty and the vocals had distortion

Who says good folks was not supposed to die?
(All's well, nothing's well)
Who says good folks was not supposed to die?
(All's well, nothing's well)
Who says good folks was not supposed to die?
(All's well, nothing's well)
Who says good folks was not supposed to die?
(All's well, nothing's well)
Who says good folks was not supposed to die?
(All's well, nothing's well)
Who says good folks was not supposed to die?
(All's well, nothing's well)
Who says good folks would die?
(All's well, nothing's well)
Who says good folks was not supposed to die?
(All's well, nothing's well)
Who says good folks was not supposed




-Possed to, -possed , -possed to die
-Possed to die

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in OutKast's song Da Art of Storytellin' Pt. 2 are meant to be interpretative. The song starts with a conversation between two people hearing strange noises outside their window. They realize that something unusual is happening to Mama Earth, which is dying and crying because of their actions. The sky is an electric blue, and it is raining cats and jackals. The artists go on to highlight how people are unaware of what is happening to the Earth, and sillier mortals are clueless about what the funk is going on. The phone conversation is a conversation between Dre and the others in the Dungeon. (The Dungeon is a nickname for their recording space).


As the artists move to the chorus, they question who says good folks ain't supposed to die since Mama Earth is dying. They continue to explore this theme in the following verses, where they talk about the sky falling, nobody balling, and giving back their guns. They highlight their need to protect their families and the journey they take through the expressway. The scene is one of chaos, with people trying to survive in a world where Mama Earth is dying as they depict Mama Earth as a woman who is being raped by men who don't love or appreciate her.


One interesting fact about the song is that it features samples from two different songs, "Children Get Together" by The Edwin Hawkins Singers and "Let Me Tickle Your Fancy" by Jermaine Jackson. Another is that the line "I put that on my dope boys from A-Town to California" is a reference to the song "Throw Yo Hood Up" by Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz, where the line is "I put that on my hood." The song was produced by Organized Noize, who was a prominent hip hop production group during the 1990s, and they were also responsible for producing OutKast's first album, Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik. Finally, it was released as the third single from OutKast's third album, Aquemini in 1999.


The chords for the song are not known.


Line by Line Meaning

Baby, did you hear that?
Asking someone whether they heard a sound


"Yeah, baby, I heard it too"
Response from the other person


Look out the window, golly, the sky is electric blue
The sky is a strange color


Mama Earth is dying and crying because of you
Humans are causing environmental damage


Raining cats and jackals, all shackles disintegrate to residue
Strange and chaotic things are happening


Silly mortals haven't a clue as to what the funk is going on
People don't understand what's happening


I'm on the telephone dialing the Dungeon ("Hello?")
Making a phone call


This Dre, bring the MP and the SP
Asking for specific music equipment


Meet me at the center of the Earth and travel carefully
Meeting up in a secret location


Baby, grab the baby, cause baby, it ain't much time
Urging someone to take care of a child


Mama Earth is tossing and turning and that's a sign
Natural disasters are happening


Omega nigga I.F.O.s are landing in Decatur
Aliens are arriving


Hope I'm not over your head, but if so you will catch on later
Hoping the other person understands, but willing to explain later


Played the track, guess she could not take it anymo'
Listening to music


Raping her heavenly body like a ho, coochie so'
Metaphor for mistreating the Earth


From niggas constantly fucking her, never loving her
People are hurting the environment without taking care of it


Never showing appreciation, busting nuts in her face when they done
People are taking advantage of the environment without caring for it


Who says good folks ain't supposed to die?
Questioning the unfairness of life


The sky is falling, nobody balling, they done gave back they guns
People have given up their weapons


For some tickets to the playoffs, but the Hornets, they won
Basketball game is happening


Nigga, we slum, kept all the guns, I gotta protect my family
Describing a rough neighborhood


I drove the biggest thing in the house cause I knew they'd try to ram me
Driving a large car to protect self from violence


But I'm stabbing, making my way on expressway the best way I know how
Driving aggressively to protect self


Look up in the sky, east, west, no clouds
Observing the weather


Him coming now, fuck that money now
Something dangerous is happening


I ask my honey how she feeling and is Jordan okay? "Yeah, yeah, she chillin'"
Checking on family and getting reassurance


We should be at the dungeon shortly, ain't nobody on they porch, see?
Going to a music studio


Approaching the final exit, I'm thinking I see four horsies
Seeing something strange


But I don't though, nigga you won't know until it's on ya
Feeling paranoid and threatened


I put that on my dope boys from A-Town to California
Making a promise


All the weed smell like ammonia but at the Dungeon I know they're smoking
Smelling drugs


Writing the raps and doing the beats to make this last recording
Making music


Fuck abortion, I got in the booth to run the final portion
Working on music, ignoring controversial topics


The beat was very dirty and the vocals had distortion
Describing the sound of the music


All's well, nothing's well
Reflecting on the state of the world




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: David A Sheats, Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton

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@23 references psalm 23
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