Aquemini

Yeah (yeah) Uh-huh, even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die Horoscopes often lie and sometimes "Y" Nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain, nothing lasts forever But until they close the curtain (God knows), it's him and I, Aquemini Yeah Now is the time to get on, like Spike Lee said, "Get on the bus" Go get your work and keep your beeper chirping is a must Is you on the that dust or cornstarch familiar with that smack man The music is like that green stuff provided to you by sack man Pacman how in the fuck you think we gon' do that man? Riding around Old National on 18's without no gat man I'm strapped man and already to bust on any nigga like that man Me and my nigga we roll together like Batman and Robin We prayed together through hard times And swung hard when it was fittin' But now we tappin' the breaks From all of them, corners that we be bendin' Volkswagen and Bonnevilles, Chevrolets and Coupe de Villes If you ain't got no rims, nigga Don't go get wood grain steering wheel For real you can gon' chill out and still build Let your paper stack instead of going into overkill Pay ya fuckin' beeper bill bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die Horoscopes often lie and sometimes "Y" Nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain, nothing lasts forever But until they close the curtain, it's him and I, Aquemini Twice upon a time, there was a boy who died And lived happily ever after but that's another chapter live From home of the brave with dirty dollars And beauty parlors, and baby bottles and bowling ball impalas And street scholars that majoring in culinary arts You know how to work bread, cheese, and dough From scratch but see the catch is you can get caught Know what ya selling, what ya bought so cut that big talk Let's walk to the bridge now meet me halfway Now you may see some children dead off in the pathway It's them poor babies walkin' slowly to the candy lady It's lookin' bad need some hope like the words maybe if or probably More than a hobby when my turntables get wobbly they don't fall I'm sorry y'all I often drift I'm talkin' gift So when it comes you never look the horse inside its grill Of course, you know I feel like a bearer of bad news Don't want to be it but it's needed so what have you Now question is every nigga with dreads for the cause? Is every nigga with golds for the fall? No So don't get caught in appearance Its OutKast Aquemini another black experience Okay Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die Horoscopes often lie and sometimes "Y" Nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain, nothing lasts forever But until they close the curtain, it's him and I, Aquemini The name is Big Boi Daddy fat sax the nigga that like them Cadillacs I stay down with these streets 'Cause these streets is where my folks at Better know that some say we pro-black, boy we professional We missed a lot of church so the music is our confessional Get off the testicles and the nut sacks You bust a rhyme we must bust back Get get back for reals niggas that's out here trying to spit facts You hear dat you can't come near dat maybe you need quit (quit) 'Cause Aquemini is Aquarius and Gemini Runnin' shit like this (yeah, yeah, yeah) My mind warps and bends floats the wind count to ten Meet the twin Andre Ben welcome to the lion's den Original skin many men comprehend I extend myself so you go out and tell a friend Sin all depends on what you believing in and Faith is what you make it, that's the hardest shit since MC Ren Alien can blend right on in with yo kin Look again 'cause I swear I spot one every now and then It's happening again wish I could tell you when Andre this is Andre y'all just gon' have to make amends Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die Horoscopes often lie and sometimes "Y" Nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain, nothing lasts forever But until they close the curtain, it's him and I, Aquemini Finally, God We have done it We've done it (yes master, yes master) Hahaha, dear God, we've done it Uh-oh