Mainstream Lyrics - Atliens - Outkast

Verse 1: 

Revolutionary, scary 

Thought provoking, spoken, 

Words of a chain I don't feel but I see, 

visions from me 

at twenty three making us free in my community 

one day is what I live for, 

ain't thinking about no hope no more 

I got my boots I kick it till I get with 

Adapt and overcome, oh hum hum 

Go get my gun, load up for fun, and put down with the frown 

What goes round comes round from M.L.K. to cascade 

I know its through them plenty figures 

cocaine dealers walk the wrong side 

up in they rides, 

looking cleaner then I seen them the last time 

Then selling dimes, now its quarter keys, stacking G's 

In the South Indies 

my nigga them folks riding bicycles among vehicles 

off in the hood 

Knowing each and every nigger sellin', but can you blame 

the fact the only way a brother can survive the game 

the block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings 

in fair times so writing rhymes 

it ain't just the police 

we kill each other just lost another brother 

fast living will get you took, 

thinking it can't happen to you and then it do 

off crooked schemes its just a dream 

floating face down in the mainstream 

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Chorus: 

Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream 

that's why some are found floating face down in the main stream 

Verse 2: 

They swan divin' 

fit they name be thrashing an album 

go-kart rushin' to finish their album then you find them 

lost, dog paddling, back stroking, what done happened? 

be rhymin' catching the day when the recipe calls for black and 

wrong ingredients, 

maybe too much herbs and spices, 

maybe you got hungry for the wrong dish 

southern greens and this entice them how them joke the same 

so I'm gonna sing just like them to get where they at 

I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta 

My alta mater be that I follow 

I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down then swallow 

I hope you vomit, won't call no names cause that's not my job 

it just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are 

but if you don't you never will, you just receive the steel 

but then it might get ugly cause trust me niggas do feel 

the way that I felt when I wrote this, but we must stay in focus 

we kings and queens up in this thing, get rid of all them jokers 

face down, face down, face down 

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(Chorus) 

Verse 3: 

I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live 

when you was hungry, fed you a hot meal, look at the hand you deal 

me crudball business giving niggas inches so here, take a foot 

luck only counts in rabbit's feet and horseshoes, 

experience is sometimes the best teacher until we get our own plate 

I hope you don't mind me eating off of yours, 

process momma moping like jerry 

meanwhile, fairies of the street tinkling pixie dust over greenery 

never to obtain another level of con-science 

only to test, to poke and see 

why laying here, they scheme over one another mouth to feed 

? with a decision to make, now words shape your destiny 

but a missle will take it all the way just as quick as you can say 

I wish I never did what I did now face this biz 

it was the company you kept, the many places you slept 

when you shouldn't have, geekin like a rat, jumping like a trap 

contributing to sin and your nigga bitch in the club showin pink for ten 

they got you niggas where they want you again, 

floating face down in the mainstream 

thats why, thats why, thats why 

(Chorus) 

Verse 4: 

Everybody's a player, rubbin them kangols on their head 

thinking its all about your clothes, nigger its all about your self 

the way you feel about your life, the times that you done shared with 

your friends and family, up and down like hoes give head 

to dicks oh, six, serving them in the mix, but ain't no mystery 

you know the history about this clique bitch 

oh, what, you want me to call you slut? 

then why you fucking all them niggers letting them all up in your guts 

but see that AIDS I'm afraid that's why I play the quiet role 

I lay in the cut, every month thinking I'll let that fire roll 

like chimneys, and smoke signals, maybe peace pipes even 

my partners call me Big Boi and my first name is not Steven 

in the mainstream, home team banging them with these hits 

in the mix flowing like some motherfucking swordfish 

(Chorus x4)