OutKast - ATLiens (Audio, Video) - Music Video

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Throwback to OutKast's 2013 "ATLiens" song.

Listen, stream, buy, watch the video, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by OutKast.

The fact that OutKast is consistently praised as one of the greatest hip-hop grounds the culture has ever seen speaks volumes to their legacy.

Yet it does not paint the full picture.

Of course, Big Boi and Andre 3000 remain, esteemed lyricists, having played a pivotal role in proving to doubters that "the south had something to say." Yet one thing they still don't get enough credit for, at least in the greater rap discussion, is the groundwork they laid on a conceptual level.

Though the "concept album" has been around for a while, with albums like The Beatles Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band and Pink Floyd's The Wall transporting listeners into fictitious realms, it was seldom seen in hip-hop music.

On ATLiens, however, OutKast committed headlong into the extraterrestrial realm, creating a sci-fi tinted world on a musical, artistic, and lyrical level.

While the album is easily best digested in one immersive sitting, those seeking a fix of that space juice would do well to revisit the titular track, which still shines bright after twenty-four long years.

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[Verse 1: Big Boi] Check it 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 talking that shit" Bend, corners 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, but I'm not worried Cause when we step up in the party; like a mouse, you scurry So go get your fucking shine box and your sack of nickels It tickles to see you try to be like Mr.

Pickles Daddy Fat Sax, 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 Giving the shout-out to my Uncle Darnell locked up in prison [Hook: Big Boi & Andre 3000] 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" 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 2: Andre 3000] Now, my oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation To the female gender, ain't nothing better Let me know when it's wet enough to enter If not I'll wait, because the future of the world depends on If or if not the child we raise gon' have that nigga syndrome Or will it know to beat the odds regardless of the skin tone? Or will it 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? They alienate-us cause we different keep your hands to the sky Like Sounds of Blackness when I practice what I 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 [Hook: Big Boi & Andre 3000] 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" 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 3: Big Boi] Every day I sit while my nigga be in school Thinking about the second album at the Dungeon shooting pool Like E-S to the P-N, cause 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 frustrated And now I'm sitting at the end of the month I just made it Like you made the B team, and like your daddy's wife you making that coffee You heard the ATLiens, so back the hell up off me [Verse 4: Andre 3000] Softly as if I played piano in the dark Found a way to channel my anger now to embark The world's a stage and everybody gots to play their part God works in mysterious ways, so when he starts The job of speaking 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 [Hook: Big Boi & Andre 3000] 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" 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" ATLiens


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