13th Floor Growing Old - ATLiens 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 doing? Foolin ourself, clownin ourself, playin ourself By not bein ourself We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get our 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...

Behold a Lady - The Love Below Yo' mama's old fashioned, yo' daddy don't play You'll always be this lovely 'Cause they raised you that way Hallelujah! Thank ya Jesus! Thank ya Lord! Thank ya Jesus! Thank ya Lord! Thank ya Jesus! Thank ya Lord! You're not extra, extra. you're so plain Jane The yin to my yang, darlin' You've got that thang and you know it But yet you don't and that's what's so cool You don't say too much, but when you do it's profound In the street you hold your head high At home you get low down for me (Can't get no lower, can't get no lower, can't get no lower, yeah!) Hooo! You're the anchor that holds me down When my ship is sinking, you won't let me drown (Aaaaaaahh!) Sad, but one day our kids will have to visit museums To see what a lady looks like So if you find one, I beg you, hold her tight If you spot one, good sir, treat her right This is Benjamin Andre signing off Thanks a million Good luck and goodnight

Synthesizer - Aquemini Conceived under the influence of toxic wasted doctors Computer buggin debuggin device-a and vice versa and various viruses Performing with laser light precision and verbal incision For a lingustic ballistic lobotomy Mind-fuckin you, a psycho-sodomy of the medula oblongata Accept your mind down your spine and out your behind Synthesizer, microwave me Give me a drug so I can make seven babies Pump my breasts up, can you suck the fat up Please make my life appear like ain't no such thing as bad luck My, nose ain't right Like I need a new one Just take your pick, a yellow red A black or a blue one Virtual reality, virtual, BULLSHIT Synthesizer preachers can reach you up in the pulpit Who a bitch? Give me my gat so I can smoke this nigga Tell his mamma not to cry because they can clone him quicker than it took his daddy to make him Niggaz bitin verbatim Thought provokin records radio never played dem Instant, quick grits, new, improved Hurry hurry, rush rush, world on the move Marijuana illegal but ciggarettes cool I might LOOK kinda funny but I ain't no fool Now if you wanna synthesize I emp-athize Now if you wanna synthesize I emp-athize But if you synthesize I will understand your synthesizer man

Stankonia - Stankonia My fingertips scan flesh so supple No longer a couple like two in one skin Where do you end and where do I begin Both brains become one mind sensually Every nerve becoming it's own individual entity With its own lusts, it's own needs to serve Longing for the love of all the other nevers As they writhe and twist in satisfaction In the burning chill of please we bathe Engulfing, encompassing like a cataclysmic shockwave Of an impact so deep, but not one of destruction But of creation, elation in the re-making No taking in the relation, no taking in the relation Just giving of ther persona making lover after making love Till ain't nothing but Stankonia

ATLiens - ATLiens Softly as if I played piano in the dark Found a way to channel my anger not to embark The world's a stage and everybody's got to play their part God works in mysterious ways so when he starts the job of speakin through us we be so sincere with this here No drugs or alcohol so I can get the signal clear as day Put my glock away I got a stronger weapon that never runs out of ammunition so I'm ready for war okay

Decatur Psalm - ATLiens I'm talkin about, years, and years Riding past funeral fields holdin bodies of my peers If you don't educate yourself Now how the fuck you gonna understand how you posed to get paid? Niggaz walk around get with shade tree ass ways Fuck a fade, let my hair drag Back and forth like a see-saw Jumpin Lily, to lilypad dad Lookin to get my Goodie feel I'm broke in like some old men Who'd stop dem or would stop I'm droppin lines for the big plot Sixteen is when I started to dream It's ninety-six I'm in your face Can you hear that bitch scream?

SpottieOttieDopalicious - Aquemini When I first met my SpottieOttieDopalicious Angel I can remember that damn thing like yesterday The way she moved reminded me of a Brown Stallion horse with skates on smooth like a hot comb on nappy ass hair I walked up on her & was almost paralyzed her neck was smelling sweeter than a plate of yams with extra syrup eyes beaming like four karats apiece just blindin' a nigga felt like I chiefed a whole O of that Presidential My heart was beating so damn fast never knowing this moment would bring another life into this world Funny how shit come together sometimes [ya dig] One moment you frequent the booty clubs and the next four years you and somebody's daughter raisin' y'all own young'n now that's a beautiful thang that's if you're on top of your game and man enough to handle real life situations [that is] Can't gamble feeding baby on that dope money might not always be sufficient but the United Parcel Service & the people at the Post Office didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss So now you back in the trap just that, trapped Go on and marinate on that for a minute

Da Art of Storytellin' Pt.1 - Aquemini Now Suzy Skrew had a partna named Sasha, Thumper I remember her number like the summer when her and Suzy yeah they threw a slumber party but you can not call it that cause it was slummer Well it was more like spend the night Three in the morning yawnin dancin under street lights We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right in the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite all of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above (aww man) Talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up I said what you wanna be, she said, "Alive" (hmm) It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes I coulda died, time went on, I got grown Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home to find lil Sasha was gone Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin her wrong I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show that I would one day see her standin in the front row But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper

Hollywood Divorce - Idlewild A is for Adamsville B is Bowen Homes See if I give a fuck if you like me you know I don't If she ain't got a good head on her leave that ho alone If she do got some good head on her let her sing a song D is for what I serve, I don't be on no curb She ain't no junkie neither, I ain't no dope dealer But she keep comin back three stacks must be some crack Put that pipe in her lap, she ain't know how to act Now that I've got your undivided attention I'm Gonna say this and run under condition one Promise me you gon' stack, promise me you gon' ball Promise me you'll invest three fourths of it all For what? So your kids, kids, kids can have some cheese Can't get with it? Get get get get get on your knees Cause wealth is the word Rich is round the corner from the curb Don't like what I write? Shoot me a bird

Tomb of the Boom - Speakerboxx Should I take the three point field goal for the score or should I roll Around and take the ball up the middle up the gut, the what, the hole Cranium overload, overthrowed Now we got seven more points on the board, fa sho B-I-G B-O-I, me oh my, I think he's blessing me Excelling in harmonious melody, boy we got the recipe Like Ragu, it's in there, giving you some of the best of me Player, pimp, ganster, poet We goin spit it, we goin show it to your ass "You're a champion" were my dad's last words before he passed But I know one day we will once more cross paths They say "Big Boi, can you pull it off without your nigga Dre" I say "people, stop the madness cause me and Dre be okay" OutKast, Cell Therapy to cell division We jus tsplit it down the middle so you can see both the visions Been spittin it damn near ten years, why the fuck would be be quittin

Bowtie - Speakerboxx Oh, oh, lord, lord! How can it be so hard?? To put on a pair of panties much less a pair of jeans or the leotard But I got to start by complimenting you on your physique You unique, you best believe I'm gon' skeet once I speak Spoke, spit, spatter, spat and I macked her just like that But it takes years of perserverance and experience to get that cat! So why don't I chase this Hennessy down with some of that On your back, like a cheerleader missing the final stack! As we strut skip the line through the glass window glance We look fine, right on time As we step in the place the nursery's crunk we've come to play Everybody's watching `cause them furs just hit the door While the gator's creeping, crawling oh so wicked across that floor To the V.I.P. where we proceed to give you what you need Throw your hands up if you feel me!! Throw your hands up if you feel me!! `Cause we well designed like the finest wine Feel good to be fly, so don't you ask me why I got the ladies in line, because they can't deny So raise your hands to the sky `cause we super fly