Outkast - ATLiens

Video Title :	Outkast - ATLiens
Description :	[Verse One: Big Boi] Well it's the M - I - crooked letter, ain't no one better And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater Cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenails Oh hell, there he go again talkin that shit Bend, corner's like I was a curve, I struck a nerve And now you bout to see this Southern playa serve I heard it's not where you're from but where you pay rent Then I heard it's not what you make but how much you spent you got me bent like elbows, amongst other things, nut I'm not worried Cause when we step up in the party, like I'm out-you-scurry So go get your fuckin' shine box, and your sack of nickles It tickles to see you try to be like Mr. Pickles Daddy fat sacks, B-I-G B-O-I It's that same motherfucka that took them knuckles to your eye And I try, to warn you not to test but you don't listen Givin the shout out to my Uncle Donnel locked up in prison [Chorus: Andre (repeat 2X)] Now throw your hands in the air And wave 'em like you just don't care And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit Everybody let me hear you say O-Yea-yer [Verse Two: Andre] Now, my oral demonstration be like clitoral stimulation to the female gender, ain't nothin better Let me know when it's wet enough to enter If not I'll wait, because the future of the world depends on Therefore, if not the child we raise gon' have that nigga syndrome Or will it know to be the hard regardless of the skintone I really feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked on Or will it give a fuck about what others say and get gone The alienators cause we different keep your hands to the sky Like Sounds of Blackness when I practice what a preach ain't no lie I'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie Now breaker, breaker 10-4 can I get some reply? Now everybody say... [Chorus] [Verse Three: Big Boi, Andre] Everyday I sit while my nigga be in school Thinkin about the second album at the Dungeon shootin pool Like E-S to the P-N, cuz we adjust to the beat in the zone (zone) Honey I'm home but I'm not married Carried a lot of problems around being fustrated And now I'm sittin at the end of the month I just made it Like you made the B team And like the daddy's wife you makin the coffee You heard the A-T-L-iens So back the hell up off me 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 [Chorus]
Views :	33488
Rating :	4.88
Keywords, Tags :	ATLiens Outkast Album CD Rap Classic Old School Out Kast Hip Hop
Video Length :	3 : 51

Comments :

for any up North cats that think all southern musik dont have any substance, listen to the real southern hip hop artists...Bun B, Pimp C, Outkast,Z-ro,.........

this is REAL southern hip hop...not that soulja boy bullshit..........

Ol' skool FOREVER!!!

wooooooooohoooooo i search this song very long jeah

Old school Rap will always be better

That's the damn truth

love dat song right der

zumindest nicht der von OutKast. zieh dir mal das neue album LOST IN MUSIC rein bzw. den song love in her mouth

all time favorite group of mine...go Atlanta

oh shit, youre right.. I copied off of a site ahah, didnt wanna take the time to write it.. thanks man