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Yeah\nThe body of hot, the motivator of pots\n\nSnot, spit, shit are characteristics of release\nAsk your niece or nephew, you think we left you?\nWhat the future holds in its sweaty palms\nThank I'm finna vom'? You move like you mean it, she'll cum\nProm night might excite a down right fight like-\nWhite blood cells to the common cold rebel\nNight gets jealous of day play is no longer\nThe feelin' gets stronger than Ammonia sticks inhale\n\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nAnd we some home-made bombs, finna blow right up in your face\n\nLook at the way you look at me, I see it on your face\nAll your hate emanates, but you still hesitate (why?)\n'Cause you want inside of my head but don't know how\nTo brainwash me to be a commercial clown\nFuck that, I see the way you were\nSee the way you smirk, I'm catching you where you work\nGod only knows all the trouble that grows\nDeep beneath my soul dealing with you assholes\n\nCan I blast those who point the finger at me\nWho criticize and talk shit so freely?\nFuck double XL, you're a size too small\nI should hire Eminem so we can kill you all\nWhether you live to talk shit about the Real\nThen kiss my ass in person how much you love the Hill\nI'm the outcast comin' to blaze the grass\nOutlaw due to my life that's come to pass\n\nDre, pass me the glass of wine\nSo I can pour it over my homies grave and mine\nFor all those who fallen and answered when God was calling\nJump into my ragtop and get all in\nI'm the bomb, planted in your car, why you frozen?\nPop the tape in, ignite the explosion\nThe world is mine, the world is yours, the world is ours\nThe world is lost, the world is tossed\n\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nAnd we some home-made bombs, finna blow right up in your face\n\nWith a one-two punch, B-Real and Andre dropped they versions\nYour homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin' clean-up so it worsens\nPeople and persons on the opposite teams oh, yes it's curtains\nNo bullets burpin' oh, just lyrically twerking, oh\nMaking a statement, when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state\nIs kinda hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day\nJumpin' the gun and rushing your flow\nBabbling on the Mickie like auctioneer, got the public's ears\n\nFucked up can't hear, Atlanta, Georgia where y'all at? (Right here)\nOutKast this Dirty South to death the Dungeon Family Camp\nGot this thang lit like stamps and nine-volt battery end caps\nMaking that music that make your neck hurt\nAnd the beats that bother your back in my Cadillac\nSix woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on swole\nWith the carriage lamps diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap\nCome in peace, but then explode like booty traps\n\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nEven if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\nWe just can't be amazed\nAnd we some home-made bombs, finna blow right up in your face\n\nDo-do-do, do, do-do-do\nDo-do-do, do, do-do-do\nDo-do-do, do, do-do-do\nDo-do-do, do, do-do-do","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.61] Hello Lord, it's me again\n[00:21.28] I just wanna make to love the whole globe\n[00:23.37] And all her girlfriends now don't that make your mind move\n[00:25.89] Like smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn with a bomb\n[00:28.31] Numb be it view, or Saudi Shawty\n[00:30.70] I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gone win\n[00:33.52] Now won't that make us all fools\n[00:35.79] Like class clowns praying Private Ryan comes 'round\n[00:38.06] Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second\n[00:41.52] Niggas in the street they want it hurry\n[00:42.73] When niggas start biting, that's when three thousand starts to worry\n[00:45.35] A little knowledge from the college of wizard Ray Murray\n[00:47.30] Answer quick do you know what desire is? Huh?\n[00:50.11] Apparently not, that's why you get what you got\n[00:52.44] Now answer this, do you know what fire is? Yeah\n[00:54.80] The body of hot, the motivator of pots\n[00:57.14] Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of release\n[00:59.22] Ask your niece or nephew, you think we left you?\n[01:01.97] What the future holds in its sweaty palms\n[01:04.21] Thank I'm finna vom'? You move like you mean it, she'll cum\n[01:06.53] Prom night might excite a down right fight like-\n[01:09.22] White blood cells to the common cold rebel\n[01:11.33] Night gets jealous of day play is no longer\n[01:14.01] The feelin' gets stronger than Ammonia sticks inhale\n[01:15.24] We just can't be amazed\n[01:17.08] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[01:20.10] We just can't be amazed\n[01:22.08] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[01:24.98] We just can't be amazed\n[01:26.65] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[01:29.94] We just can't be amazed\n[01:31.29] And we some home-made bombs, finna blow right up in your face\n[01:35.14] Look at the way you look at me, I see it on your face\n[01:37.31] All your hate emanates, but you still hesitate (why?)\n[01:39.69] 'Cause you want inside of my head but don't know how\n[01:42.15] To brainwash me to be a commercial clown\n[01:44.62] Fuck that, I see the way you were\n[01:46.52] See the way you smirk, I'm catching you where you work\n[01:48.84] God only knows all the trouble that grows\n[01:51.38] Deep beneath my soul dealing with you assholes\n[01:54.14] Can I blast those who point the finger at me\n[01:56.48] Who criticize and talk shit so freely?\n[01:58.74] Fuck double XL, you're a size too small\n[02:01.44] I should hire Eminem so we can kill you all\n[02:03.59] Whether you live to talk shit about the Real\n[02:05.99] Then kiss my ass in person how much you love the Hill\n[02:08.45] I'm the outcast comin' to blaze the grass\n[02:10.95] Outlaw due to my life that's come to pass\n[02:12.91] Dre, pass me the glass of wine\n[02:15.63] So I can pour it over my homies grave and mine\n[02:17.86] For all those who fallen and answered when God was calling\n[02:20.25] Jump into my ragtop and get all in\n[02:22.85] I'm the bomb, planted in your car, why you frozen?\n[02:24.80] Pop the tape in, ignite the explosion\n[02:27.17] The world is mine, the world is yours, the world is ours\n[02:29.40] The world is lost, the world is tossed\n[02:31.29] We just can't be amazed\n[02:33.06] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[02:36.28] We just can't be amazed\n[02:37.97] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[02:41.12] We just can't be amazed\n[02:42.52] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[02:45.67] We just can't be amazed\n[02:47.36] And we some home-made bombs, finna blow right up in your face\n[02:51.04] With a one-two punch, B-Real and Andre dropped they versions\n[02:53.86] Your homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin' clean-up so it worsens\n[02:55.91] People and persons on the opposite teams oh, yes it's curtains\n[02:58.16] No bullets burpin' oh, just lyrically twerking, oh\n[03:00.58] Making a statement, when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state\n[03:02.76] Is kinda hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day\n[03:05.45] Jumpin' the gun and rushing your flow\n[03:06.73] Babbling on the Mickie like auctioneer, got the public's ears\n[03:09.84] Fucked up can't hear, Atlanta, Georgia where y'all at? 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smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit' a bomb\n  Nam-viet, Viet or Saudi Shawty\n  I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gon' win\n  Now won't that make us all fools, like class clowns\n  Praying Private Ryan comes 'round\n\n  Sound travels at one-thousand-one-thirty feet per second\n  Niggas in the street they want it, hurry\n  When niggas stop biting, that's when 3000 starts to worry\n  A little knowledge from the college of wizard Ray Murray\n  Answer quick, \"Do you know what desire is?\" (Huh?)\n  Apparently not, that's why you get what you got\n  Now answer this, \"Do you know what fire is?\" (Yeah!)\n  The body of hot, the motivator of pots\n\n  Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of release\n  Ask your niece or nephew, you think we left you\n  What the future holds in its sweaty palms\n  Think I'm finna vom'?\n  You move it like you mean it, she'll come\n  Prom night might excite a down right fight like\n  White blood cells to the common cold rebel\n  Night gets jealous of day, play is no longer\n  The feelin' gets stronger than ammonia sticks inhale\n\n  We just can't be amazed\n  Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n  We just can't be amazed\n  Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n  We just can't be amazed\n  Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n  We just can't be amazed\n  And we some home-made bombs\n  Finna blow right up in your face\n\n  Look at the way you look at me, I see it on your face\n  All your hate emanates, but you still hesitate\n  'Cause you want inside of my head, but don't know how\n  To brainwash me to be a commercial clown\n  Fuck that, I see the way you were\n  See the way you smirk\n  I'm catching you where you work\n  God only knows all the trouble that grows\n  Deep beneath my soul dealing with you assholes\n\n  Can I blast those who point the finger at me\n  Who criticize and talk shit so freely\n  Fuck XXL, you're a size too small\n  I should hire Eminem so we can kill you 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Sax playin' clean-up, so it worsens\n  People and persons on the opposite teams, oh, yes, its curtains\n  No bullets burpin', oh, just lyrically twerking, oh\n  Making a statement when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state\n  It's kinda hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day\n  Jumpin' the gun and rushing your flow\n  Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer\n  Got the public's ears fucked up, can't hear\n\n  Atlanta, Georgia, where y'all at? 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(Right here)\n[03:12.50] OutKast this Dirty South to death the Dungeon Family Camp\n[03:15.08] Got this thang lit like stamps and nine-volt battery end caps\n[03:16.94] Making that music that make your neck hurt\n[03:18.49] And the beats that bother your back in my Cadillac\n[03:20.43] Six woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on swole\n[03:23.58] With the carriage lamps diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap\n[03:26.51] Come in peace, but then explode like booty traps\n[03:28.36] We just can't be amazed\n[03:30.25] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[03:33.56] We just can't be amazed\n[03:34.72] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[03:37.95] We just can't be amazed\n[03:39.43] Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade\n[03:42.82] We just can't be amazed\n[03:44.44] And we some home-made bombs, finna blow right up in your face\n[03:48.61] Do-do-do, do, do-do-do\n[03:53.31] Do-do-do, do, do-do-do\n[03:58.11] Do-do-do, do, do-do-do\n[04:02.82] Do-do-do, do, do-do-do\n[04:06.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Xplosion\n  artist: OutKast\n  album: Stankonia (20th Anniversary Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 248840\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Hello Lord, it's me again\n  start_ms: 19610\n  end_ms: 21280\n- text: I just wanna make to love the whole globe\n  start_ms: 21280\n  end_ms: 23370\n- text: And all her girlfriends now don't that make your mind move\n  start_ms: 23370\n  end_ms: 25890\n- text: Like smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn with a bomb\n  start_ms: 25890\n  end_ms: 28310\n- text: Numb be it view, or Saudi Shawty\n  start_ms: 28310\n  end_ms: 30700\n- text: I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gone win\n  start_ms: 30700\n  end_ms: 33520\n- text: Now won't that make us all fools\n  start_ms: 33520\n  end_ms: 35790\n- text: Like class clowns praying Private Ryan comes 'round\n  start_ms: 35790\n  end_ms: 38060\n- text: Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second\n  start_ms: 38060\n  end_ms: 41520\n- text: Niggas in the street they want it hurry\n  start_ms: 41520\n  end_ms: 42730\n- text: When niggas start biting, that's when three thousand starts to worry\n  start_ms: 42730\n  end_ms: 45350\n- text: A little knowledge from the college of wizard Ray Murray\n  start_ms: 45350\n  end_ms: 47300\n- text: Answer quick do you know what desire is? 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