当前位置:首页 > 歌词大全 > 13th Floor / Growing Old歌词
  • 作词 : Organized Noize/Andre Benjamin/Antwan Patton/Marqueze Ethridge
    作曲 : Organized Noize/Andre Benjamin/Antwan Patton/Marqueze Ethridge
    [Intro: Big Rube]
    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

    [Hook: Debra Killings]
    Like memories of yesterday...

    "Ninety-six gonna be that year"...
    [Verse 1: Andre 3000]
    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 *******s would pass the flow
    And got down for ours like hind catchers
    My mind catches flashbacks to the black past
    While mind close *******s 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
    [Hook: Debra Killings]
    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
    [Verse 2: Big Boi]
    Uhh, born Antwan Patton but my partners they call me Big Boi
    It's the ******* the B-I-G, be speaking the truth not talking that *******t 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 ******* these wombats got you dizzy
    My ******* you know if I wanna be playin
    But runnin up on me like you miss me
    You catching the wrong vibe, packing your *******t and rolling your eyes back
    Flexin up on the corner tossin your dice and rollin your Cadillac
    But man it seems I'm reaching out and touching the wrong *******
    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', *******s dippin'
    [Hook]
    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
    [Verse 3: Andre 3000]
    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
    [Verse 4: Big Boi]
    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 *******es
    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
    [Hook]
    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)
    [Outro]
    See all them leaves must fall down, growing old
    Fat ******* 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)
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Organized Noize/Andre Benjamin/Antwan Patton/Marqueze Ethridge
    [00:01.000] 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 *******s 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 close *******s 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 ******* the B-I-G, be speaking the truth not talking that *******t 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 ******* these wombats got you dizzy
    [03:20.56]My ******* you know if I wanna be playin
    [03:21.82]But runnin up on me like you miss me
    [03:23.57]You catching the wrong vibe, packing your *******t and rolling your eyes back
    [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 *******
    [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', *******s 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 *******es
    [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 ******* 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)