[00:00.00] 作词 : Organized Noize/Andre Benjamin/Antwan Patton/Marqueze Ethridge
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Organized Noize/Andre Benjamin/Antwan Patton/Marqueze Ethridge
[00:06.58][Intro: Big Rube]
[00:08.09]Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
[00:12.06]Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
[00:14.94]That we get em confused
[00:16.45]The resident evil specialize in misconstruing
[00:19.46]We wanna be at a presidential level -- what are we doin'
[00:22.62]Fooling ourselves, clowning ourselves, playing ourselves
[00:26.35]By not being ourselves
[00:28.63]We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
[00:31.52]Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
[00:35.39]While we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season
[00:38.29]Look at the picture that's painted
[00:40.17]Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point
[00:42.60]Where Sodomites get all the rights
[00:44.27]We fall for fights with fisticuffs
[00:46.34]Get pissed enough to miss the bus
[00:48.43]It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
[00:50.75]I say stand up on deception of time all of Revelations
[00:54.25]And recognize this mind on the reality of horror
[00:56.65]Known as mankind
[00:58.14]Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen
[01:00.63]A righteous number of righteous men
[01:02.85]Even Judas the Betrayer came true in the end
[01:05.41]The Devil say the end is the beginning
[01:07.99]They teach that we were the product of incest
[01:10.29]Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics
[01:13.45]Stand with us and don't look back upon it
[01:15.72]Just face this mindstate
[01:17.53]Otherwise Babylon
[01:19.15]
[01:23.19][Hook: Debra Killings]
[01:24.06]Like memories of yesterday...
[01:30.69]
[01:32.70]"Ninety-six gonna be that year"...
[01:52.66][Verse 1: Andre 3000]
[01:53.03]I bet you never heard of a playa with no game
[01:55.69]Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame
[01:58.43]Take this music dead serious while others entertain
[02:01.20]I see they're making their paper so I guess I can't complain
[02:03.89]Or can I? I feel they're disrespecting the whole thang
[02:06.79]Them hooks like selling ******* to black folks
[02:08.99]And I choke when the food they serving ain't tasting right
[02:11.31]My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it
[02:13.77]I'm confessing one more lesson from the South, we in the house tonight
[02:16.69]Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose
[02:19.44]We rolls through Headland and Delowe
[02:21.16]Where me and my niggas would pass the flow
[02:22.47]And got down for ours like hind catchers
[02:24.45]My mind catches flashbacks to the black past
[02:26.33]While mind closing niggas laugh at
[02:27.72]The Southern slang, finger waves and Mojo chicken wangs
[02:30.43]I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang
[02:32.92]So go 'head and, diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
[02:36.05]Started by Afrika Bambaata, so you and your partner
[02:38.90]Gather your thoughts
[02:40.00][Hook: Debra Killings]
[02:40.41]Something's gotta change
[02:42.76]Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
[02:47.96]Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
[02:53.79]Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way
[02:59.56]Like memories of yesterday
[03:01.89][Verse 2: Big Boi]
[03:02.28]Uhh, born Antwan Patton but my partners they call me Big Boi
[03:04.21]It's the nigga the B-I-G, be speaking the truth not talking that bullshit, boy
[03:06.88]I'm thinking of checking my traps and busting my raps
[03:09.17]And throwing them craps
[03:09.91]7 Eleven is no convenience, you pumping your gas but watching your back
[03:12.39]For the robbing crew; thinking they're robbing you, you must be cautious
[03:15.34]To staying up on your game and pimping these crows, you must be flawless
[03:18.24]Like Mortal Kombat, but ****ing these wombats got you dizzy
[03:20.56]My p***y you know if I wanna be playi
[03:21.82]But runnin up on me like you miss me
[03:23.57]You catching the wrong vibe, packing your shit and rolling your eyes bac
[03:26.49]Flexin up on the corner tossin your dice and rollin your Cadillac
[03:29.31]But man it seems I'm reaching out and touching the wrong niggas
[03:31.93]Don't expect it to be pimping get your index off the trigger
[03:34.64]As we bust, us, we leavin em in the dust
[03:37.44]So keep that caine up out of your nose
[03:38.88]I said my piece and then I hush
[03:40.39]As the calendar keeps flippin', niggas dippin'
[03:45.41][Hook]
[03:47.00]Something's gotta change
[03:49.45]Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
[03:54.94]Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
[04:00.95]Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way
[04:06.54]Like memories of yesterday
[04:09.05][Verse 3: Andre 3000]
[04:09.49]Dearly beloved we are gathered like soap is to lather we come clean
[04:11.19]Some issues need to be addressed like envelopes I mean
[04:14.14]Oh, like Liberty Bells, yes them bullets keep on ringing
[04:16.75]On fire like the Georgia mass choir we keep on sanging
[04:19.55]Bringing our folks closer together cause they severed us from the get green
[04:22.11]Light and we ain't gon' stop until we hit the big screen
[04:25.16]Psych, because no one is free when others are oppressed
[04:27.78]So, we hit the stage and then we fly back to our nest
[04:30.73]Growing old
[04:31.12][Verse 4: Big Boi]
[04:31.35]Like some eagles, people don't understand
[04:32.84]Just like their parents don't be caring
[04:34.46]I'm speaking bout you playing with that phony stuff you sharing
[04:37.08]In your raps Mercedes Benz and all your riches
[04:39.09]Thinking you got it but get it, get it but you ain't pimping no b*****s
[04:41.96]Cause you fall in; falling like leaves into driveways
[04:44.81]Isn't it lovely smoking good and sloppy head on highways
[04:47.55]Fridays are tight but Saturday just makes it old
[04:50.27]Winter nights are hot warm enough to feed your soul
[04:53.04]Growing old
[04:53.98][Hook]
[04:54.45]Something's gotta change
[04:56.59]Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
[05:02.02]Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
[05:07.80]Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way
[05:13.65]Like memories of yesterday(2x)
[06:07.04][Outro]
[06:08.74]See all them leaves must fall down, growing old
[06:12.14]Fat niggas turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab
[06:14.98]Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
[06:17.70]Trees bright and green turn yellow brown
[06:19.87]Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin' old(2x)

作词 : Organized Noize/Andre Benjamin/Antwan Patton/Marqueze Ethridge
作曲 : Organized Noize/Andre Benjamin/Antwan Patton/Marqueze Ethridge
Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
That we get em confused
The resident evil specialize in misconstruing
We wanna be at a presidential level -- what are we doin'
Fooling ourselves, clowning ourselves, playing ourselves
By not being ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season
Look at the picture that's painted
Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point
Where Sodomites get all the rights
We fall for fights with fisticuffs
Get pissed enough to miss the bus
It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
I say stand up on deception of time all of Revelations
And recognize this mind on the reality of horror
Known as mankind
Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen
A righteous number of righteous men
Even Judas the Betrayer came true in the end
The Devil say the end is the beginning
They teach that we were the product of incest
Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics
Stand with us and don't look back upon it
Just face this mindstate
Otherwise Babylon

Like memories of yesterday...
"Ninety-six gonna be that year"...
I bet you never heard of a playa with no game
Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame
Take this music dead serious while others entertain
I see they're making their paper so I guess I can't complain
Or can I? I feel they're disrespecting the whole thang
Them hooks like selling ******* to black folks
And I choke when the food they serving ain't tasting right
My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it
I'm confessing one more lesson from the South, we in the house tonight
Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose
We rolls through Headland and Delowe
Where me and my niggas would pass the flow
And got down for ours like hind catchers
My mind catches flashbacks to the black past
While mind closing niggas laugh at
The Southern slang, finger waves and Mojo chicken wangs
I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang
So go 'head and, diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrika Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts
Something's gotta change
Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way
Like memories of yesterday
Uhh, born Antwan Patton but my partners they call me Big Boi
It's the nigga the B-I-G, be speaking the truth not talking that bullshit, boy
I'm thinking of checking my traps and busting my raps
And throwing them craps
7 Eleven is no convenience, you pumping your gas but watching your back
For the robbing crew; thinking they're robbing you, you must be cautious
To staying up on your game and pimping these crows, you must be flawless
Like Mortal Kombat, but ****ing these wombats got you dizzy
My p***y you know if I wanna be playi
But runnin up on me like you miss me
You catching the wrong vibe, packing your shit and rolling your eyes bac
Flexin up on the corner tossin your dice and rollin your Cadillac
But man it seems I'm reaching out and touching the wrong niggas
Don't expect it to be pimping get your index off the trigger
As we bust, us, we leavin em in the dust
So keep that caine up out of your nose
I said my piece and then I hush
As the calendar keeps flippin', niggas dippin'
Something's gotta change
Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way
Like memories of yesterday
Dearly beloved we are gathered like soap is to lather we come clean
Some issues need to be addressed like envelopes I mean
Oh, like Liberty Bells, yes them bullets keep on ringing
On fire like the Georgia mass choir we keep on sanging
Bringing our folks closer together cause they severed us from the get green
Light and we ain't gon' stop until we hit the big screen
Psych, because no one is free when others are oppressed
So, we hit the stage and then we fly back to our nest
Growing old
Like some eagles, people don't understand
Just like their parents don't be caring
I'm speaking bout you playing with that phony stuff you sharing
In your raps Mercedes Benz and all your riches
Thinking you got it but get it, get it but you ain't pimping no b*****s
Cause you fall in; falling like leaves into driveways
Isn't it lovely smoking good and sloppy head on highways
Fridays are tight but Saturday just makes it old
Winter nights are hot warm enough to feed your soul
Growing old
Something's gotta change
Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way
Like memories of yesterday(2x)
See all them leaves must fall down, growing old
Fat niggas turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab
Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
Trees bright and green turn yellow brown
Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin' old(2x)