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    "Xplosion" Lyrics

    Outkast feat. B-Real

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    Hello lord, it's me again, I just wanna make to love the whole globe
    And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move
    Like smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit a bomb
    Numb be it view, or Saudi Shawty
    I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gone win
    Now won't that make us all fools
    Like class clowns praying Private Ryan comes round
    Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second
    Niggaz in the street they want it hurry
    When niggaz start biting that's when 3000 starts to worry
    A little knowledge from the college of wizard Ray Murray
    Answer quick do you know what desire is? "Huh?"
    Apparently not that's why you get what you got
    Now answer this do you know what fire is? "Yeah"
    The body of hot, the motivator of pots
    Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of release
    Ask your niece or nephew, you think we left you
    What the future holds in its sweaty palms
    Thank I'm finna vom? Ya move like ya mean it she'll cum
    Prom night might excite a down right fight like
    White blood cell to the common cold rebel
    Night gets jealous of day play is no longer
    The feelin gets stronger than Ammonia sticks inhale


    We just can't be amazed
    Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade (repeat 3X)
    And we some home-made bombs
    Finna blow right up in your face

    Look at the way you look at me I see it on your face
    All your hate emanates but you still hesitate
    Cause you want inside of my head but don't know how
    To brainwash me to be a commercial clown
    Fuck that I see the way you were, see the way you smirk I'm catching you
    where you work
    God only knows all the trouble that grows
    Deep beneath my soul dealing with you assholes
    Can I blast those who point the finger at me
    Who criticize and talk shit so freely
    Fuck XXL you're a size too small
    I should hire Eminem so we can kill you all
    Whether you live to talk shit about the Real
    Then kiss my ass in person how much you love the Hill
    I'm the outcast comin to blaze the grass
    Outlaw due to my life that's come to pass
    Dre, pass me the glass of wine
    So I can pour it over my homies grave and mine
    For all those who fallen and answered when God was calling
    Jump into my ragtop and get all in
    I'm the bomb, planted in your car why you frozen
    Pop the tape in ignite the xplosion
    The world is mine, the world is yours, the world is ours
    The world is lost, the world is tossed

    We just can't be amazed
    Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade (repeat 3X)
    And we some home-made bombs
    Finna blow right up in your face

    [Big Boi]
    With a one-two punch, B-Real and Andre dropped they verses
    Your homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin clean-up so it worsens
    People and persons on the opposite teams oh, yes its curtains
    No bullets burpin' oh just lyrically twerking
    Making a statement, when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state
    Is kinda hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day
    Jumpin the gun and rushing your flow
    Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer, got the public's ears
    Fucked up can't hear, Atlanta, Georgia where y'all at?
    OutKast this Dirty South to death the Dungeon Family Camp
    Got this thang lit like stamps and nine-volt battery end caps
    Making that music that make your neck hurt
    And the beats that bother your back in my Cadillac
    Six woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on swole
    With the carriage lamps diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap
    Come in peace but then xplode like booty traps
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Louis M. Freeze, Erin G. Johnson, Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, David A. Sheats.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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