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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'

Green bamboo green bamboo
green bamboo for my hale
Green bamboo springing up
For cut by man for build one hut
So can live peacefully neath

Let's Make It
White, Blue, Green
Green. Green. Green
Uh
Ain't seen you around. Where you been at?
Stacking that dough, tryna get back
I'm almost

Red light
Green light
I will follow you
Red light
Green light
If you want me to
Red light
Green light
Baby take me home

I remember better days
All

will I be
Telling myself, that I’m trying to be free
In cars on our cell phones we carve up our days
And drive through this hell of a concrete highway

pinnacle, respect is the minimal, tag my lines now that is pitiful, keep my Flow on lock criminal, why lie that's fictional, you’re a mockingbird so it's

the whole world drops dead
Listen close, it's alive again
Sylvia, I'm petrified
Even in my sleep my tongue is tied
Some days it'll take me by surprise
Just

When the day rolls around I'll be down by the river
Thinking of the things that if I could do I would give ya
But how do you treat someone who has

short on the pesos
That's how the game goes
Though the concrete grew a black rose
Seven years old plateaued
Back from the dead followed by black crows

Guess not, till then it's petshops
Full of lions, that don't know that they lions
Look in the mirror, no self reflection
Or introspection but protected by

I know is that I'm here for more
More of the upliftment
Of my mind and soul

I've had enough
Of the lies being told
By the mockingbird media
Who

a mockingbird
Stead of hanging round these jocks and nerds
This ain't high school worry about yourself
Steady tripping off of what i do
And then you talking crazy

Every time it turns to spring and I hear that mockingbird sing
And the prickly pears are in bloom there's a part of me
Longs to be in the blue hills

My broken heart, it ain't broke no more
Everybody's back from that bloody war
Each morning now, there's a little more light
And that mockingbird, he

feet underground
Shit is wild
Life is just so fucking short
Days go by like what the fuck
I was 13 like just two weeks ago
I'm grown as fuck
Time is just

Pay day
I think it's payday
Gettin green everyday
Nigga it's a payday
Everyday a pay day
Put 100 racks in the bank
It's payday hey
Pay day
I think

The memory of your face
I tried to meditate
Failed to find another way
To get out make an escape
I gotta find it by the end of the day
Because I've lost my way

Day goes by
The river flows
I won't go
Down my spine a shiver crawls
I won't go
When my heart is going dim
When I feel the sin
Thunder in the summer

My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying that the
Hell is that mean?

First it was the Glock going hand to hand
Then I got to moving

Step by step
On the beat
Feeling like in codeine
I can't see
Little things
You know me, I don't like this
This not purple
This is green
I don't like

trees sway
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way

Edge of the swamp, St. Augustine
I watch the trains roll by on the other side 
Through the back porch screen
See the herons fly and the swamp grass

and white and red and green
Black and white and red and green
Black and white and red and green

Medicine

Standing on the bank watching the world go by