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Level 42- Autumn (Paradise Is Free)

I just can't believe it's true
lovers never loved as we two do
take me up one love sweet dream
rising, falling

come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything

happiness
And tightness into a sense of expanse
It is enough to free any human being from the shackles of burden

And stress, and depression, and internal

specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'

13th Floor/Growing Old

OutKast

ATLiens [LP]

1996

specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'

They neva seen levels beyond the beginning of shit
The trees got leaves
Watch em' bloom each spring
While they fall in autumn
Girl this land ain't free

To paradise paradise
To paradise

Whistling whistling in the morning like a bird
Hello good morning are you still in bed
The sun is rising and am feeling great

By the power of The Living God and in the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, I make these declarations loud and clear:

1. My mind is free

got a problem with me, then forget them[04:10.68]Paradise is just a dream, I can see when I make it[04:12.90]And the devil filled with greed, memory

to open your palms?

Get ready
Nature is waiting for you

Fly Tonight

The bird is free now
She can fly now
She can sing now

Where the limit ends in your

gold, in this is my nigga troopin
Ya feel me, 42 toes, nigga, front line, though
Nigga, I'ma be home real soon
Nigga, free my lil' brothers and free my

This is the habitat of poets and thieves
Bodies falling from rooftops like autumn leaves
But if you pull through
Stay true
And keep on it
In pursuit

starts
This is where it starts
Purify my heart
I want you to free me
(Yeah-eh-e-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
(mmm-mmm-mm)
Wake me
Wake me
Woah, I want you to take

trance
So let's dance
This is a million dollars
For your thoughts
And that price is right
By the way
Hey
Do you ever just think about
The infinite nature

me I'm just a teen 
Now peep Dante drop some fiend-beams

Yasuo crits, hit you with them autumn-atic
Call us "fall guys", surprise, just like a jackbox

From the darkness we emerge
Face to face with the
Gatekeepers of supremacy
We realize, this is no paradise

Prior thoughts had me lost
Sending

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Hook
What is a man, if he can't be a man Ooooh
Verse1
Part of me grew up in church,

for paradise
Can you help me find paradise ?
The pain is deep
The pain is deep
The pain is deep
The pain is deep
My soul is gone
The pain is deep
I’m

the lever and now you're dropping flicking the bic 
And I am lifting into the clouds you can't see me now 
Better than ever my level is wow severe the rebels

Discontent, so I vent without the discussion
I stand by everything I say, fuck the repercussions
My High and Lows finally told on a different level
I spill my

Hatemail by the boxes, I received thousands
Pink champagne spilled over cream couches
Lenny is by the splatter, I'ma scheme houses
They booked

Conversations finally subsides since I've
Got you by my side
Never a reason to hide
We're birds of prey or paradise
Well either way, we roll the dice
Last autumn

[Verse 1]
Gotta pay my dues, traffic on the road but I gotta push through
Buzzing like Aldrin sky so blue check the level, 42 yeah haters gonna hate

on the dash I stopping for da bullshit

Nigga 
Get up on my level 
Got bass no treble 
Spitting fire from the pulpit

If ion make time Then I FaceTime 
Kinda