Big Gipp (born Cameron Gipp; April 28, 1973) is an American rapper from Atlanta, Georgia. He is best known as a member of Goodie Mob, and has also released one solo album and been part of several collaborations, most recently with Ali as Ali & Gipp.
Big Gipp, who is a Southern rapper, hails from the hotbed of the genre, Atlanta, Georgia. Gipp is known for his slow, drawn-out rapping dialect with political and street-life themed lyrics. The public first heard him rap on OutKast's first album, Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik, on the song Git Up, Git Out.
He later rose to prominence as one-fourth of the Dungeon Family-affiliated group Goodie Mob along with Cee-Lo, T-Mo, and Khujo. The group released four albums to critical and commercial success. After a brief stint away from Goodie Mob, he rejoined the group along with Cee-Lo to reconstruct the once estranged quartet. They are currently in the studio planning to release a new album.
Big Gipp has released a collaborative effort with one of St. Lunatics's, Ali. The album is called Kinfolk. A single and accompanying music video ("Go Head") were released on July 31, 2007.
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
Let it be known Gipp love to bury muffins with no stuffin'
Problem child to this industry like David Ruffin'
155 pounds going straight in your kisser
And take a position, then split a partition, I started rollin' with a mo' home
Pick up a penny hope it turn into a twenty but the day end home
A classic in the street like Reebok
Grew up on the human beat box, I kick the door up off the hinge
I roll the windows to the ceiling
Been on a mission, dealing with my feelings like Max Payne
Analytically driven, emotionally living in pain
If I had to do it, oversee, I do it again
I know
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
Yeah, I do this for the kids, I do this for the mommas
I do this for the children that ain't ever had a father
Too many to remember mentally but yo I try
Sometimes I'm blinded by the cataracts up in my eye
Like Little Bo Peep, she standing in the street
And even ain't got no shoes for them mutilated feet
Good golly Miss Molly, addicted to Bacardi
Don't even know the difference between love and a party
And old men con young women, that's wrong
Don't they know the 30s and the 40s been gone
Inconspicuously, I slide to the side on
[Incomprehensible] I hypnotize through the voice tone
Already been, confronted myself to transcend
Tales from an adolescent years to young teens
When everything I used to own, used to sit on the dresser
I rode the bus to [Incomprehensible] the train
I know the rain, I know the pain
Construction jobs kept callouses on my hand
I know the pain
Crystallize me to a man
I know the pain
Believe in something higher then man
I know the pain
When it didn't work I fell on my knees and called his name
(I know, I know, I know, I know pain)
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
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