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Outkast - Gasoline Dreams (feat. Khujo Goodie From Goodie Mob) Lyrics

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  • Hook
  • don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?
  • Well burn mutha*****a burn American dreams
  • Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie?
  • We'll snap for yo' slice of life i'm tellin you why
  • I hear that MOther Nature's now on birth control
  • the coldest pimp be lookin for somebody to hold
  • the highway up to Heaven got a crook on the too
  • Youth full of fire aint got nowhere to go, nowhere to go
  • All of my heroes did dope, every nigga 'round me
  • Playin married or payin child support. I can't cope
  • Never made no sense to me one day i hope it will
  • and that's that, sport, sport
  • pray i live to see the day when Seven's happily married
  • with kids woe, woe
  • the world is movin' fast and i'm losin my balance
  • no time dig low. low.
  • to a place where ain't nowhere to go but up
  • ya wit me say shiiittt, sho. sho.
  • Now let me ask y'all this
  • Hook
  • It's shittly little ricky stratton got a million bucks
  • my cousin ricky walker got ten yeaers doin fed time
  • on a first offense drunk bust, ***** the Holice
  • that's if you racist or ya crooked
  • aresst me for this dope. I didn't wieght it up or cook it
  • you gotta charge the world cause over a million people took it
  • look at me. you outta your jurisdiction now you lookin stupid
  • officer, get off me sir, don't make me call L.A. he'll have you walkin sir
  • a couple of months ago, they gave OutKast the key to the city
  • but i sill gotta pay my taxes and they give us no pity
  • about the youngsters amongst us you think they respect the law
  • they think they monsters, they love us, realit rappin'
  • and giving the youth the truth from this booth
  • and when we on stage we scream don't everybody everbody.
  • Hook
  • Officer of the most high, you touch me you touch the apple of this eye
  • if they kick us out where will we go
  • not to africa caue not one of them acknowledge us as the kin folk
  • still eating prok, abomination, descration of beating flesh
  • penalty for violation is death
  • woe, woe to the man that strive with his maker on judgment day
  • hip, hip, horray! Mr. Reaper, Babylon the Great
  • the mother of heartless is falling, prophecy must be fullfilled
  • the liquor fire is calling
  • Hook

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