Outkast - Gasoline Dreams (feat. Khujo Goodie From Goodie Mob) Lyrics
Hookdon't everybody like the smell of gasoline?Well burn mutha*****a burn American dreamsDon't everybody like the taste of apple pie?We'll snap for yo' slice of life i'm tellin you whyI hear that MOther Nature's now on birth controlthe coldest pimp be lookin for somebody to holdthe highway up to Heaven got a crook on the tooYouth full of fire aint got nowhere to go, nowhere to goAll of my heroes did dope, every nigga 'round mePlayin married or payin child support. I can't copeNever made no sense to me one day i hope it willand that's that, sport, sportpray i live to see the day when Seven's happily marriedwith kids woe, woethe world is movin' fast and i'm losin my balanceno time dig low. low.to a place where ain't nowhere to go but upya wit me say shiiittt, sho. sho.Now let me ask y'all thisHookIt's shittly little ricky stratton got a million bucksmy cousin ricky walker got ten yeaers doin fed timeon a first offense drunk bust, ***** the Holicethat's if you racist or ya crookedaresst me for this dope. I didn't wieght it up or cook ityou gotta charge the world cause over a million people took itlook at me. you outta your jurisdiction now you lookin stupidofficer, get off me sir, don't make me call L.A. he'll have you walkin sira couple of months ago, they gave OutKast the key to the citybut i sill gotta pay my taxes and they give us no pityabout the youngsters amongst us you think they respect the lawthey think they monsters, they love us, realit rappin'and giving the youth the truth from this boothand when we on stage we scream don't everybody everbody.HookOfficer of the most high, you touch me you touch the apple of this eyeif they kick us out where will we gonot to africa caue not one of them acknowledge us as the kin folkstill eating prok, abomination, descration of beating fleshpenalty for violation is deathwoe, woe to the man that strive with his maker on judgment dayhip, hip, horray! Mr. Reaper, Babylon the Greatthe mother of heartless is falling, prophecy must be fullfilledthe liquor fire is callingHook