Big Boi & Dre Present...Outkast lyrics

[Chorus]
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

[Big Boi]
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

1...2...
123 YEAH

Inslumnational
Underground thunder pounds
When I stomp the ground
[WHOOO!]
Like a million elephants
or silver-back orangatangs
You can't stop the train

Who want some?
Don't come unprepared
I'll be there
But when I leave there

Better be a household name
Weatherman tellin' us it ain't gon rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top
Soakin' wet
In a silk suit tryin' not to sweat

[Andre]
One for the money yes uhh two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin' good
Where me and my nigga rodes the MARTA, through the hood
Just tryin' to find that hookup
Now everyday we look up at the ceiling
Watchin ceiling fans go around tryin to catch that feelin
off instrumental, had my pencil, and plus my paper

Verse 1: (andre 3

O-U-T-K-A-S-T
Live, from the center of the earth,
7 light-years below sea level we go,
welcome to Stankonia.
The place from which all funky things come.
Would you like to come?
(girl moaning, lasts throughout intro)
Bounce baby. (We're bouncing)
Bounce.
Bounce. (We're bouncing)
2 times bounce bounce. (We're bouncing)
We bouncing. (We're bouncing)
BOUNCE... (We bouncing baby)

Andre 3

[Andre]
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas...
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

Chorus:
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (OOOH)
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

(Chorus)

[Big Boi]

Intro: the scene was so thick, low rides, '77 sevilles, El dawgs
nothin' but them 'lacs, all the players, all the hustlers
I'm talking about a black man's heaven, yea know what I'm saying?
peace

Verse 1: (andre 3

{Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Ba-by, Yah-yah, Uh-huh, Yah-yah, Ba-by, Uh-huh,
Uh-huh, Ba-by, Uh-huh, Yah-yah, Ba-by, Yah-yah, Uh-huh, Uh-huh}

{Chorus}
Ah ha hush dat fuss
Everybody move to da back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and sLump wit us
We da type of people make da club get crunk

{Chorus}

{BIG BOI}
Many a day has passed, the night has gone by

Chorus:
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Ain't nobody don't ask me I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
I love when you stare at me I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)

Hook: damn, damn, damn James

Verse 1: (sleepy brown)
dickie shorts and lincoln's clean, leaning checking out the scene
gangsta boys bligga's lit, riding out talking shit
nigga where you wanna go, you know the club don't close til four
let's party til we can't no more, watch out here come the folks
(andre 3

[breathing hard]
Okay, here we go

Dre:
Yeah I'm afraid, like I'm scared as a dog
But I've got a new song, and I want y'all to sing along
Sing along..
See this is the way that ya walk on a sunny day
when it's rainin inside and you're, all alone
All alone - yeah!

Chorus:
Cause the whole world, loves it when you don't get down
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da )

Chorus:
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git somethin
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git somethin
Don't spend all your time tryin to get high
You need git up, git out and git somethin
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git somethin
Cuz you and I got to do for you and I

Cee-Lo:

Yessuh
Let me dig into your brain, folks fallin like rain
Property got me sellin thangs, guess I'm gon' explain
Jane is rolled up, no gangs be throwed up
But still Andre got action, they Sweat like Keith, all on my teeth
I take it upon myself to handle mine, thinkin that you
gots ample to do this have you shot I thought you knew this

[Big Boi]
Well its the M I crooked letter comin around the South
Rollin straight hammers and vogues in that old Southern slouch
Please, ain't nothin but incense in my atmosphere
I'm bendin corners in my 'llac boi, cause that's how we be rollin here
Deep, the slang is in effect because it's Georgia
Kicking the khakis and Adidas
packin yo' heaters cause you 'sposed to, cousin

[Dre]
A nigga ready from the get go(blowe, blowe, blowe)
Y'all hear my shit go, it's Andre. Can yo punk ass come out to play?
Stay in your little hole, then coward duck your head
You don't know who you be fuckin with youse better off...dead
Is what I say, best run the other way
In case of physical breakdown...y'all can break now
My kitchen full of heat, if you can't take the temp