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  • Hook

    don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?

    Well burn muthafucka 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, fuck 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

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