Call the Law (feat. Janelle Monáe)

[Big Boi:]
Zora and Rooster under peach tree
They're K-I-SS-I-N-G
Wow, first came he love
Now, then comes the marriage
1, 1, 1, baby, 2, baby, 3, baby carriage, baby

[Janelle Monáe:]
Welcome to my world oceans vs. mountains
(Welcome to her world oceans versus mountains)
Call me the poor girl 'cause I love to fight them
(Call her the poor girl 'cause she loves to fight them)
But I'm quite sweet
If you take the time to get to know me
Deep down my heart riles around
Like a bone lost deep inside
See I'd like to fall in love but
Not that type of guy
Ooh-wee, you got my clouds on fire
We're tight rope walking and the world's the wire
Remember kissin' on Broadway, you and I
I was bein' your baby and tickin' your tock and yo' clock
See we done jumped the broom and now you know I'm good
And I was dreamin' 'bout children Emily and
Oh darling baby with the daddy's eyes
And it meant so much to me (it meant so much to me)
And I needed your good love
Baby how could you just go and
Change it all you turned my spring to fall
I needed you, you know
But when the love is gone it's time to go

If you don't think I mean it
Then you'll feel it when I'm gone
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
I'm up 'til 3 o'clock in the morning
While you party up 'til the dawning
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
Darlin', ain't no feelin' left it's just the killin'
Oh... just grab my gun and let's go out
Just grab my gun and let's go out
It ain't no room for love it's just this burnin'
Got me reelin'
Call the law and hold the applause
Call the law and hold the applause

[Big Boi:]
Oh, baby, it's mo', baby, it's workin' on the 6
We was only in our teens our dreams were simplistic
Jumped the broom but it seems I tripped I must have slipped
After exchanging of the rings these things you give me lip
But not the kissing of the bride the dipping of the groom
The shit that make a nigga up and leave up out a room
More like "boohoo" then "boo" "fuck you" and "fuck you too"
(Fuckin' bitch)
Kids cover them ears
It appears that ya mama want drama we need a comma
Or some space between words for better or for worse
This is not what I deserve the worse that I can take
Actually I want the cake and eat it too and plus yo plate
But wait now.. Don't you get the house kids cars
Everything we built together was ours now it's all yours
That's hard... It's all yours... Good God!

[Janelle Monáe:]
If you don't think I mean it
Then you'll feel it when I'm gone
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
I'm up 'til 3 o'clock in the morning
While you party up 'til the dawning
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
Darlin', ain't no feelin' left it's just the killin'
Oh... just grab my gun and let's go out
Just grab my gun and let's go out
It ain't no room for love it's just this burnin'
Got me reelin'
Call the law and hold the applause
Call the law and hold the applause

[Janelle Monáe and Big Boi:]
You comin' home
Zora
But the birds are gone
Zora, is that a pistol?
With their sad songs
What you fin' to do wit' that?
They're showin' off
C'mon, baby—put the gun down
But they might be wrong
Shittin' me!
I really wish you could change, baby
Well if my best ain't good enough, I don't know what to tell ya
Reclaim your throne
I'm the king of this castle
Down here in the darkness
C'mon, baby—hold up!

[Janelle Monáe:]
If you don't think I mean it
Then you'll feel it when I'm gone
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
I'm up 'til 3 o'clock in the morning
While you party up 'til the dawning
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
Darlin', ain't no feelin' left it's just the killin'
Oh... just grab my gun and let's go out
Just grab my gun and let's go out
It ain't no room for love it's just this burnin'
Got me reelin'
Call the law and hold the applause
Call the law and hold the applause