Outkast - A Life In The Of Benjamin Andre (Incomplete) Lyrics

Outkast A Life In The Of Benjamin Andre (Incomplete) lyrics is the 40th song on the album "Speakerboxxx/the Love Below" by Outkast. Don't miss the latest news and gossip about the artist: "Big Boi: No New Outkast Album".
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A Life In The Of Benjamin Andre (Incomplete) by Outkast

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

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So I got glock and a low jack

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

And never said much '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 'Keep it real' was the phrase


Silly once said now but those were the days

When spring break and Daytona 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 MC's 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 because 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 the rabbit is old?

Right right so now you want a Cadillac?}

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