Gasoline Dreams
Outkast feat. Goodie Mob Lyrics
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Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?
Well burn motherfucker, burn American dreams
Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie?
We'll snap for your slice of life, I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on birth control
The coldest pimp be looking for somebody to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the toll
Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere to go, nowhere to go (woo)
Uh, all of my heroes did dope
Every nigga round me playin' married
Or paying 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 moving fast and I'm losin' my balance
Now time to dig, low, low
To a place where ain't nowhere to go but up
Ya wit me say shit, sho, sho
Now let me ask y'all this
Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?
Well burn motherfucker, burn American dreams
Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie?
We'll snap for your slice of life, I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on birth control
The coldest pimp be looking for somebody to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the toll
Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere to go, nowhere to go
It's shitty, Ricky Stratton got a million bucks
My cousin Ricky Walker got ten years doing Fed time
On a first offense drug bust, fuck the Holice
That's if ya racist or ya crooked
Arrest me for this dope, I didn't weigh it up or cook it
You gotta charge the world 'cause over a million people took it
Look at me, I'm outta your jurisdiction, now ya lookin' stupid
Officer, get off me sir
Don't make me call L.A. he'll have ya 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 the 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
Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?
Well burn motherfucker, burn American dreams
Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie?
We'll snap for your slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on birth control
The coldest pimp be looking for somebody to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the toll
Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere to go, nowhere to go
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 'cause not one of them acknowledge us as they kinfolk
Still eatin' 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
Mr. Reaper, Babylon the great
The mother of heartless is falling, prophecy must be fulfilled
The liquor fire is calling
Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?
Well burn motherfucker, burn American dreams
Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie?
We'll snap for your slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on birth control
The coldest pimp be looking for somebody to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the toll
Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere to go, nowhere to go, woo
The song "Gasoline Dreams" by Outkast feat. Goodie Mob opens with a repetitive chant of "alright" before diving into a sharply political commentary on American society. The lyrics criticize American exceptionalism and consumerism with lines like "Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline? Well, burn motherf*****, burn American dreams." The song touches on issues like drug addiction, incarceration, police brutality, and the exploitation of the environment. The lyrics also make references to religion, with lines like "Officer of the most high, you touch me you touch the apple of this eye" and allusions to the Book of Revelation.
The chorus repeats the questions "Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie? We'll snap for your slice of life, I'm tellin' ya why. I hear that mother nature's now on birth control. The coldest pimp be lookin' for somebody to ho. The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the toll. Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere to go, nowhere to go." These lines connect the idea of the American Dream and the exploitation of the environment, poverty, and the prison industrial complex. The song is a damning social commentary that exposes the ugliness that lies beneath the surface of American society.
Line by Line Meaning
Woo, Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Introduction to the song
Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?
Rhetorical question, asking if everyone loves gasoline smell
Well burn motherfucker, burn American dreams
Metaphorically burn the corrupted American dreams
Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie?
Another rhetorical question, asking if everyone loves apple pie taste
We'll snap for your slice of life, I'm tellin' ya why
We'll fight for our place in life
I hear that mother nature's now on birth control
Metaphorically suggesting that humans are controlling nature
The coldest pimp be looking for somebody to ho
A metaphor for the exploitation of people for money
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the toll
A metaphor for the obstacles that prevent people from achieving their goals
Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere to go, nowhere to go (woo)
Young people with passion and energy but no direction
All of my heroes did dope
Acknowledgement of the prevalence of drug use among idols
Every nigga round me playin' married Or paying child support
The difficulties of everyday life faced by many people
I can't cope
Personal admission of struggling to deal with life's hardships
Never made no sense to me, one day I hope it will
Reflecting on the illogical nature of life
And that's that, sport, sport
Accepting reality
Pray I live to see the day when Seven's happily married with kids, woe, woe
Hope for a happy future
The world is moving fast and I'm losin' my balance
Feeling overwhelmed by the pace of the world
Now time to dig, low, low
Time to focus and work hard
To a place where ain't nowhere to go but up
Hope for improvement
Ya wit me say shit, sho, sho
Request for support from listeners
It's shitty, Ricky Stratton got a million bucks
Comparison between the disparity of wealth in society
My cousin Ricky Walker got ten years doing Fed time On a first offense drug bust, fuck the Holice
Expressing anger towards the legal system
That's if ya racist or ya crooked
Blaming racism and corruption for injustices
Arrest me for this dope, I didn't weigh it up or cook it
Disclaiming responsibility for drugs
You gotta charge the world 'cause over a million people took it
Recognizing the scope of drug use in society
Look at me, I'm outta your jurisdiction, now ya lookin' stupid
A sense of power and superiority over the law
Officer, get off me sir Don't make me call L.A. he'll have ya walking sir
Warning and threatening the police officer
A couple of months ago they gave OutKast the key to the city
Pride for their success
But I still gotta pay my taxes and they give us no pity
Acknowledging the difficulties and responsibilities of success
About the youngsters amongst us You think they respect the law?
Questioning the respect for laws by young people
They think they monsters, they love us, reality rappin'
Describing the influence of rap music on the youth
And giving the youth the truth from this booth
Acknowledging the power of music to spread truth
And when we on stage we scream Don't everybody, everybody
People come together through music
Officer of the most high
Reference to a higher power
You touch me you touch the apple of this eye
Threatening violence towards those that harm him
If they kick us out, where will we go?
Feeling displaced and abandoned
Not to Africa 'cause not one of them acknowledge us as they kinfolk
Feeling disconnected from ancestral roots
Still eatin' pork
Ignoring religious beliefs
Abomination desecration for beating flesh Penal-ty for violation is death
Reflecting on violations and their consequences
Woe, woe, to the man that strive with his maker on judgment day
Religious warning and judgement
Hip Hip Hooray Mr. Reaper, Babylon the great The mother of heartless is falling, prophecy must be fulfilled The liquor fire is calling
Insightful commentary on the downfall of society and the influence of alcohol
Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Willie Edward Knighton, David A. Sheats
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Carlos-xz3vi
One of the best opening album songs of all time.
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@mikoro88
It's SO good! π
@coxjohn
The guitar on this track is straight fire
@josiahm.8711
Facts
@Carlos-xz3vi
I belive is Andre 3000 playing. Very Hendrix-like!
@GoldK4L
@@Carlos-xz3vi nah andre didn't do it check the credits
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@leatherface964
This is how you open an album π₯π₯π₯π₯
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