[Chorus: André 3000]
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'✦ ya why
I hear that Mother✦ Nature✦ now's on birth control✦
The coldest✦ pimp be looking✦ for somebody✦ to hold
The highway✦ up to Heaven✦ got a crook on the toll
Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere✦ to go, nowhere✦ to go
[Verse 2: Big Boi]
It's shitty✦ like Ricky✦ Stratton got a million✦ bucks
My cousin✦ Ricky✦ Walker✦ got ten years, doing Fed time
On a first offense drug bust—fuck the ho-lice!✦
That's if you're racist or you're crooked
Arrest me for this dope, I didn't weight it up or cook it
You gotta✦ charge the worldm 'cause over✦ a million✦ people took it
Look at me, I'm out of your jurisdiction,✦ now you're lookin'✦ stupid
"Officer,✦ get off me, sir
Don't make me call L.A.—he'll✦ have you walking, sir"
A couple of months ago, they gave OutKast the key to the city✦
But I still gotta✦ pay my taxes, and they give us no pity✦
About✦ these youngsters amongst us
You think they respect the law?
They think they monsters, they love us, reality rappin'✦
And giving✦ the youth the truth from this booth
And when we on stage, we scream –
Don't everybody,✦ everybody...✦
[Chorus: André 3000]
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'✦ ya why
I hear that Mother✦ Nature✦ now's on birth control✦
The coldest✦ pimp be looking✦ for somebody✦ to hold
The highway✦ up to Heaven✦ got a crook on the toll
Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere✦ to go, nowhere✦ to go
[Verse 3: Khujo]
Officer✦ of the Most High
You touch me, you touch the apple of his eye
If they kick us out, where will we go?
Not to Africa✦ 'cause not one of them acknowledge us as they kinfolk
Still eating✦ pork
Abomination,✦ desecration✦ for beating flesh
Penalty for violation✦ is death
Woe, woe, to the man that strive with his maker✦ on Judgment Day
Hip-hip-hooray!✦
Mystery, Babylon the great
The mother✦ of harlots is falling,✦ prophecy must be fulfilled
The lake of fire is calling✦
[Chorus: André 3000]
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'✦ ya why
I hear that Mother✦ Nature✦ now's on birth control✦
The coldest✦ pimp be looking✦ for somebody✦ to hold
The highway✦ up to Heaven✦ got a crook on the toll
Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere✦ to go, nowhere✦ to go