Текст песни Outkast - Gasoline Dreams
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Artist: OutKast f/ Khujo (Goodie Mob)Album:StankoniaSong: Gasoline DreamsAlright (Repeat 28X)[Hook]Don`t everybody like the smell of gasoline?Well burn motherfucka burn American DreamDon`t everybody like the taste of Apple Pie?We`ll snap for your slice of life I`m tellin` ya whyI hear that mother nature`s now on birth controlThe coldest pimp be looking for somebody to holdThe highway up to Heaven got a crook on the tollYouth full of fire ain`t got nowhere to go nowhere 2 go(Andre 3000)All of my heroes did dopeEvery nigga round me playin` marriedOr payin child supportI can`t copeNever made no sense to me one day I hope it will And 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 to dig, low lowTo a place where ain`t nowhere to go but upYa wit me say shiiit, sho shoNow let me ask ya`ll thisHook(Big Boi)It`s shitty like Ricky Stratton got a million bucksMy cousin Ricky Walker got ten years doing Fed time On a first offense drug bust, fuck the HoliceThat`s if ya racist or ya crookedArrest me 4 this dope I didn`t weight it up or cook itYou gotta charge the world cause over a million people took itLook at me, you outta your jurisdiction now ya lookin` stupidOfficer, get off me sirDon`t make me call L.A. he`ll have ya walking sirA couple of months ago they gave OutKast the key to the cityBut I still gotta pay my taxes and they give us no pityAbout the youngsters amongst usYou think they respect the lawThey think they monsters, they love us, reality rappin`And giving the youth the truth from this boothAnd when we on stage we screamDon`t everybody everybodyHook(Khujo)Officer of the most highYou touch me you touch the apple of this eyeIf they kick us out where will we goNot to Africa cause not one of them acknowledge us as they kin folkStill eatin` porkAbomination desecration for beating fleshPenalty for violation is deathWoe, woe, to the man that strive with his maker on judgement dayHip Hip Hooray!Mr. Reaper Babylon the greatThe mother of heartless is falling, prophecy must be fulfilledThe liquor fire is callingHook