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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Boi
Lead Vocals
Ahjahne Green
Background Vocals
Sonja Mickey
Background Vocals
Preston Crump
Bass
Craig Love
Guitar
Darian Emory
Horn
Jerry Freeman Jr.
Horn
Victor Alexander
Drums
Omar Phillips
Percussion
Mr. DJ
Scratches
Dré
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwan Patton
Songwriter
Earthtone III
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Outkast
Executive Producer
John Frye
Recording Engineer
Blake Eiseman
Recording Engineer
Ralph Cacciurri
Recording Engineer
Kenny Stallworth
Assistant Recording Engineer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Rico Lumpkin
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Organized Noize
Executive Producer
Antonio "LA" Reid
Executive Producer
Babyface
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Uh-huh
[Verse 1]
Even the Sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Horoscopes often lie
And sometimes, "Y"
Nothin' is for sure, nothin' is for certain
Nothin' lasts forever, but until they close the curtain
Y'all know
It's him and I: Aquemini
[Verse 2]
Yeah
Now is the time to get on, like Spike Lee said, "Get on the Bus"
Go get your work and keep your beeper chirpin', it's a must
Is you on that dust or corn starch? Familiar with that smack, man?
The music is like that green stuff provided to you by sack man
Pacman, how in the fuck you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' 'round Old National on eighteens without no gat, man
I'm strapped, man, and ready to bust on any **** like that, man
Me and my ****, we roll together like Batman and Robin
We prayed together through hard times, swung hard when it was fittin'
But now, we tappin' the brakes from all them corners that we be bendin'
In Volkswagens and Bonnevilles, Chevrolets and Coupe de Villes
If you ain't got no rims, ****, don't get no wood-grain steerin' wheel, for real (Real)
You can go on and chill out and still build
Let your paper stack 'stead of goin' into overkill, and pay your fuckin' beeper bill, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Even the Sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Horoscopes often lie
And sometimes, "Y"
Nothin' is for sure, nothin' is for certain
And nothin' lasts forever, but until they close the curtain
It's him and I: Aquemini
[Verse 3]
Twice upon a time, there was a boy who died
Lived happily ever after, but that's another chapter
Live from "home of the brave," with dirty dollars
Beauty parlors, baby ballers, bowlin'-ball Impalas
Street scholars, majorin' in culinary arts
You know, how to work bread, cheese, and dough from scratch
But, see, the catch is you can get caught
Know what you sellin', what you bought, so cut that big talk
Let's walk to the bridge, meet me halfway
Now you may see some children dead off in the pathway
It's them poor babies walkin' slowly to the candy lady
It's lookin' bad, need some hope like the words "maybe," "if," or "probably"
More than a hobby, when my turntables get wobbly, they don't fall
I'm sorry, y'all, I often drift, I'm talkin' gift
So when it comes, you never look the horse inside its grill
Of course, you know I feel like the bearer of bad news
Don't want to be it, but it's needed, so what have you?
Now, question: Is every **** with dreads for the cause?
Is every **** with golds for the fall?
Nah, so don't get caught up in appearance
It's OutKast, "Aquemini": another Black experience
Okay
[Chorus]
Even the Sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Horoscopes often lie
And sometimes, "Y"
Nothin' is for sure, nothin' is for certain
Nothin' lasts forever, but until they close the curtain
It's him and I: Aquemini
[Verse 4]
The name is Big Boi, Daddy Fat Sax, the **** that like them Cadillacs
I stay down with these streets 'cause these streets is where my folks at
Better know that, some say we pro-Black, but we professional
We missed a lot of church, so the music is our confessional
Get off the testicles and the nutsacks, you bust 'round, we bust back
G-Get back for real **** that's out here tryna spit facts
You 'ear that? You can't come near that, maybe you need to quit (Quit)
'Cause "Aquemini" is Aquarius and the Gemini runnin' shit like this, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 5]
My mind warps and bends, floats the wind, count to ten
Meet the twin, André Ben', welcome to the lion's den
Original skin, many men comprehend
I extend myself, so you go out and tell a friend
Sin all depends on what you believin' in
Faith is what you make it, that's the hardest shit since MC Ren
Alien can blend right on in with your kin
Look again, 'cause I swear, I spot one every now and then
It's happenin' again, wish I could tell you when
"André, this is André, y'all are just gon' have to make amends"
[Chorus]
Even the Sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Horoscopes often lie
And sometimes, "Y"
Nothin' is for sure, nothin' is for certain
And nothin' lasts forever, but until they close the curtain
It's him and I: Aquemini
Written by: André Benjamin, Antwan Patton