OUTKAST - Xplosion lyrics
rate me[andre]<br>Hello lord, it's me again, I just wanna make to love the whole globe<br>And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move<br>Like smoke patterns, me on my way to saturn wit a bomb<br>Numb be it view, or saudi shawty<br>I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gone win<br>Now won't that make us all fools<br>Like class clowns praying private ryan comes round<br>Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second<br>Niggaz in the street they want it hurry<br>When niggaz start biting that's when 3000 starts to worry<br>A little knowledge from the college of wizard ray murray<br>Answer quick do you know what desire is? huh? <br>Apparently not that's why you get what you got<br>Now answer this do you know what fire is? yeah<br>The body of hot, the motivator of pots<br>Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of release<br>Ask your niece or nephew, you think we left you<br>What the future holds in it's sweaty palms<br>Thank I'm finna vom? ya move like ya mean it she'll cum<br>Prom night might excite a down right fight like<br>White blood cell to the common cold rebel<br>Night gets jealous of day play is no longer<br>The feelin gets stronger than ammonia sticks inhale<br><br>Hook:<br><br>We just can't be amazed<br>Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade (repeat 3x)<br>And we some home-made bombs<br>Finna blow right up in your face<br><br>[b-real]<br>Look at the way you look at me I see it on your face<br>All your hate emanates but you still hesitate<br>Cause you want inside of my head but don't know how<br>To brainwash me to be a commercial clown<br>Fuck that I see the way you were, see the way you smirk I'm catching you<br>Where you work<br>God only knows all the trouble that grows<br>Deep beneath my soul dealing with you assholes<br>Can I blast those who point the finger at me<br>Who criticize and talk shit so freely<br>Fuck xxl you're a size too small<br>I should hire eminem so we can kill you all<br>Whether you live to talk shit about the real<br>Then kiss my ass in person how much you love the hill<br>I'm the outcast comin to blaze the grass<br>Outlaw due to my life that's come to pass<br>Dre, pass me the glass of wine<br>So I can pour it over my homies grave and mine<br>For all those who fallen and answered when God was calling<br>Jump into my ragtop and get all in<br>I'm the bomb, planted in your car why you frozen<br>Pop the tape in ignite the xplosion<br>The world is mine, the world is yours, the world is ours<br>The world is lost, the world is tossed<br><br>We just can't be amazed<br>Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade (repeat 3x)<br>And we some home-made bombs<br>Finna blow right up in your face<br><br>[big boi]<br>With a one-two punch, b-real and andre dropped they verses<br>Your homeboy daddy fat sax playin clean-up so it worsens<br>People and persons on the opposite teams oh, yes it's curtains<br>No bullets burpin' oh just lyrically twerking<br>Making a statement, when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state<br>Is kinda hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day<br>Jumpin the gun and rushing your flow<br>Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer, got the public's ears<br>Fucked up can't hear, atlanta, georgia where y'all at? <br>Outkast this dirty south to death the dungeon family camp<br>Got this thang lit like stamps and nine-volt battery end caps<br>Making that music that make your neck hurt<br>And the beats that bother your back in my cadillac<br>Six woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on swole<br>With the carriage lamps diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap<br>Come in peace but then xplode like booty traps
