Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline Dreams

Alright alright alright

everybody like the smell of gasoline?
Well burn motherfucker burn Dream
Don't everybody like the of Apple Pie?
We'll snap for your slice of life I'm ya why
I that mother nature's now on birth control
The pimp be looking for somebody to ho
The highway up to got a crook on the toll
Youth full of fire got nowhere to go nowhere 2 go

All of my did dope
Every round me playin' married
Or paying child
I can't
made no sense to me one day I hope it will
And that, sport, sport
Pray I to see the day when Seven's happily married
kids, woe woe
The world is moving fast and I'm losin' my
No to dig, low low
To a place where ain't to go but up
Ya wit me say shit, sho sho
Now let me ask this

Don't everybody the smell of gasoline?
Well burn motherfucker American Dream
Don't everybody like the taste of Pie?
We'll snap for slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
I that mother nature's now on birth control
The coldest pimp be looking for to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the
Youth full of fire ain't got to go nowhere 2 go

It's shitty Ricky Stratton got a million bucks
My cousin Ricky Walker got ten years doing Fed
On a first offense bust, fuck the Holice
That's if ya racist or ya
Arrest me 4 this dope I didn't it up or cook it
You gotta charge the world cause over a people took it
Look at me, you outta your jurisdiction now ya stupid
Officer, get off me sir
Don't me call L.A. he'll have ya walking sir
A of months ago they gave OutKast the key to the city
But I still gotta pay my and they give us no pity
the youngsters amongst us
You they respect the law
They think they monsters, they us, reality rappin'
And giving the youth the truth from this
And when we on we scream
Don't everybody

Don't everybody the smell of gasoline?
Well motherfucker burn American Dream
Don't everybody like the of Apple Pie?
We'll for your slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on birth
The coldest pimp be looking for to ho
The up to Heaven got a crook on the toll
Youth of fire ain't got nowhere to go nowhere 2 go

of the most high
You touch me you the apple of this eye
If they us out where will we go
Not to Africa cause not one of acknowledge us as they kin folk
eatin' pork
Abomination desecration for flesh
for violation is death
Woe, woe, to the man strive with his maker on judgment day
Hip Hip Hooray!
Mr. Reaper Babylon the
The mother of heartless is falling, prophecy be fulfilled
The liquor is calling

Don't everybody the smell of gasoline?
burn motherfucker burn American Dream
Don't everybody like the taste of Pie?
We'll snap for slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
I hear mother nature's now on birth control
The pimp be looking for somebody to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the
Youth of fire ain't got nowhere to go nowhere 2 go