OutKast – 13Th Floor Growing Old (Guitar)

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Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold

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Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense

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That we get em confused

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The resident evil specialize in misconstruing

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We wanna be at a presidential level—what are we doing?

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Fooling ourselves, clowning ourselves, playing ourselves

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By not being ourselves

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We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat

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Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat

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While we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season

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Look at the picture that's painted

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Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point

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Where Sodomites get all the rights

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We fall for fights with fisticuffs

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Get pissed enough to miss the bus

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It disgusts me to see my folks run up on

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I say stand upon this section of time marked Revelations

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And recognize this mind-numbing reality of horror

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Known as mankind

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Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen

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A righteous number of righteous men

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Even Judas the Betrayer came true in the end

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The Devil say the end is the beginning

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They teach that we were the product of incest

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Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics

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Stand with us and don't look back upon it

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Just face this mindstate

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Otherwise Babylon

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I bet you never heard of a playa with no game

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Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame

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Take this music dead serious while others entertain

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I see they're making their paper so I guess I can't complain

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Or can I? I feel they're disrespecting the whole thang

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Them hooks like selling dope to black folks

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And I choke when the food they serving ain't tasting right

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My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it

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I'm confessing one more lesson from the South, we in the house tonight

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Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose

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We rolls through Headland and Delowe

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Where me and my niggas would pass the flow

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And got down for ours like hind catchers

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My mind catches flashbacks to the black past

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While mind close niggas laugh at

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The Southern slang, finger waves and Mojo chicken wangs

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I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang

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So go 'head and, diss it, while real hop-hippers listen

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Started by Afrika Bambaata, so you and your partner

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Gather your thoughts

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Something's gotta change

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Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain

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Been bearing this burden for too many of my days

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Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way

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Like memories of yesterday

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Uhh, born Antwan Patton but my partners they call me Big Boi

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It's the nigga the B-I-G, be speaking the truth not talking that shit boy

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I'm thinking of checking my traps and busting my raps

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And throwing them craps

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7 Eleven is no convenience, you pumping your gas but watching your back

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For the robbing crew; thinking they're robbing you, you must be cautious

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To staying up on your game and pimping these crows, you must be flawless

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Like Mortal Kombat, but fucking these wombats got you dizzy

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My nigga you know if I wanna be playin

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But runnin up on me like you miss me

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You catching the wrong vibe, packing your shit and rolling your eyes back

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Flexin up on the corner tossin your dice and rollin your Cadillac

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But man it seems I'm reaching out and touching the wrong nigga

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Don't expect it to be pimping get your index off the trigger

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As we bust, us, we leavin em in the dust

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So keep that caine up out of your nose

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I said my piece and then I hush

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As the calendar keeps flippin', niggas dippin'

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Something's gotta change

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Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain

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Been bearing this burden for too many of my days

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Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way

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Like memories of yesterday

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Our dearly beloved, we are gathered like soap is to lather we come clean

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Some issues need to be addressed like envelopes I mean

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Oh, like Liberty Bells, yes them bullets keep on ringing

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On fire like the Georgia Mass Choir, we keep on sanging

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Bringing our folks closer together cause they severed us from the get green

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Light and we ain't gon' stop until we hit the big screen

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Psych, because no one is free when others are oppressed

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So, we hit the stage and then we fly back to our nest

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Like some eagles, people don't understand

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Just like their parents don't be caring

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I'm speaking bout you playing with that phony stuff you sharing

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In your raps Mercedes Benz and all your riches

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Thinking you got it but get it, get it but you ain't pimping no bitches

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'Cause you flauging; falling like leaves into driveways

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Isn't it lovely smoking good and sloppy head on highways

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Fridays are tight but Saturday just makes it old

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Winter nights are hot warm enough to feed your soul

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Growing old

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Something's gotta change

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Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain

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Been bearing this burden for too many of my days

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Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way

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Like memories of yesterdayx

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See all them leaves must fall down, growing old

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Fat titties turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab

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Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab

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Trees bright and green turn yellow-brown

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Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin' old

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See all them leaves must fall down, growing old

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Fat titties turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab

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Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab

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Trees bright and green turn yellow-brown

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Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin' old

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See all them leaves must fall down, growing old

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Fat titties turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab

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Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab

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Trees bright and green turn yellow-brown

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Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin' old