Outkast - A Day In The Life Of Benjamin Andre Lyrics

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I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia

Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album

You looked at me like yeah nigga right

But you gave me you number anyway

You were on the talcum powder

How's about them oranges

Moved away from home to school with big plans

By day studied the history of music

By night just to pay for that shit you'd dance

To get your pants was a mission impossible

We were both the same age but I

Suppose wasn't on the same page but in

The same book of life so I'd paged you when

I felt you that were getting off of work

Or either when you're on your way to school

We starting hanging like Ernie and Bert

And in my idle head I'm thinking cool

Just when I think I'm going down your shirt

You're hiking up your skirt now

The events that followed had me volley

If your hometown would be heaven or hell

The angelic nastiness you possessed

Made you by far the best therefore hard to tell

You'd dropped me off by the dungeon

Never came in but I knew that you were wondering

Now are these niggaz in this house up to something

Selling crack sack by sacks so they could function?

Well yes and no yes we were selling it

But no it wasn't blow

Cook it in the basement then move it at a show

Then grab the microphone and everybody yelled â€oeHo”

Meanwhile the video starts playing BET college radio and a van

Packed full of niggaz with a blunt in their hand

And one in their ear you know what I'm saying

But I kept your number in my old phone

Got a new chip flip with the roam roam

So it took me a minute to retrieve seven digits

But I promised I would call you when I got home

But when I got home I never did

By the time I did heard that you had a kid

By some nigga in Decatur

Who replied see you later when he got the good news

That's life shit

Now I'm nineteen with a Cadillac

My nigga had a Lex with the gold pack

Got a plaque but I'm living with my pop pop

So I got glock and a low jack

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You kinda fast for that fella in class who used to draw

And never said much â€~cause half of what he saw

Was so far from that place you wanna be

That words only fucked it up more follow me

Are you starting to gather what I'm getting at?

Now if I'm losing you tell me then I'll double back

But keep in mind at the time â€oeKeep it real” was the phrase

Silly once said now but those were the days

When spring break and Dayton

And Freakniks made you wanna

Drop out of college and never go back

Move to the south but that ain't a Kodak moment

On went myself and big boi

Well you knew him as Twan

That's right you were around before this shit begun

When Twan had a daughter and

Sort of was made to mature before the first tour

We hit the road like jack

Laughed and cried and drived it back with some Yak

Girls used to say y'all talk funny y'all from the islands?

And I'd laughed and they just keep smiling

No I'm from Atlanta baby he from Savannah maybe

We should hook up and get tore up and then lay down

Hey we got to go because the bus is pulling out in 30 minutes

She's playing tennis disturbing the tenants

15-love fit like glove

Description is like 15 doves

In a Jacuzzi catching the Holy Ghost

Making one woozy in the head and comatose agree?

Enough about me how's about you?

How's the lil' kid? She was about 2 the last time we spoke

I hadn't smoked or took a shot of drink

'Cause I'd start the 2nd album off on another note

Now that note threw some niggaz in the hood off

But see I'd balled out and before I fall out

I'd slow my Lac down to a nice speed

The brain is that fried egg I might need

New direction was apparent

I was a child looking at the floor staring

So changing my style was like release for the primitive beast

Yes I was on the rise yeast was the street

To make bread never primary concern

Just to hop on these beats and wait my turn

I'd meet Muslims ganstas bitches rastas

And macaroni niggaz imposter's

So on a trip to New York on some beeswax

I get invited to a club where emcees at

And on stage is a singer with some thing on her head

Similar to the turban that I covered up my dredz with

Which I was rocking at the time

When I was going through them phases trying to find

Anything that seemed real in the world

Still searching but I started liking this girl

Now you know her as Erykah on and on Badu

Call Tyrone on the phone why you

Do that girl like that boy you ought to be ashamed

The song wasn't about me and that ain't my name

We're young in love in short we had fun

No regrets no abortion had a son

By the name of Seven and he's five

By the time I do this mix he'll probably be six

You do the arithmetic me do the language arts

Y'all stand against the wall blindfolded me throw the darts

To poke you in the heart and take you from the start

To one luxury transportation and a Marta card

Or either when your girlfriend that went to Mays

Momma or her daddy let her borrow the Benz because she's smart

Or maybe if your neighbor does you a huge favor

And he sells you that rabbit that's been sitting in his yard

You fix it up you trick it out you give it rims

You give it bump you give it all your time

'Cause that's all you can think about

And that's as far as I got

And that's as far as I got and where I wanted to go

Knowing the whole time that's all you could think about

Even though if you cut it off and start that bitch up

You need a jump like you'll need in your rump to grow

And you change all the time so that rabbit that you

Thought about that whole summer

The next summer you didn't want that rabbit no more

You wanted something bigger and better

So the summer past and now the rabbit is old

Right right so now you want a Cadillac

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