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    Bust
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      About "Bust"

      Lyrics for OutKast - "Bust"

      Ghosts and goblins run amock
      In the caverns of rhine
      Slinging petty corruption
      The seventh sign!

      (Give to you and I'll do what it takes!
      To give it to you!)

      Step into the realms O's space where nobody goes
      Only the baddest motherfuckers are the ones that are chose!
      Some of the coolest individuals on the planet we said
      Best believe that we can buck or give a damn if we cared!
      No collision supervision but my family is here
      Now my mama taught my niggas that was under the stairs
      One of those who chauffeured life and then was unprepared
      But my hunger is the thought that no wonder it can't be smothered
      Or buttered up, buttercup, melt your sauce
      You a Chucky Cheese bouncer chumpin' off the boss
      What I'm trying to tell you now is that you're softer that soft
      And I'm sick as a cough, did I mention it's raw?
      Your predicaments flaw
      Flaw means fucked up and serving out the oven not fried, slow roast
      No coast, tuck your tail and hide!
      You scared?

      (Give to you and I do what it takes!
      To give it to you!)

      I officially do it with guns on tour
      We lock down traps, push caps galore
      My wiz cook work 'til it scale like fish
      My old earth even known to handle biz
      I serve whipped, out of whips, whip out cash
      Usually keep a G packed under the dash
      Try to test my gangsta, I bring harm
      I'm as slick as Freeway Rick and Nicholas Barnes
      My uptown knights hold caps and cheddar
      My waistline hold a 4-pound Baretta
      I'll shoe lace your face just to learn you better
      My ox so sharp it cut through leather
      My rap name Killer, my street name Skunk
      I mastered the music that was born in the Bronx!
      I switch my slang spit from my mouth
      I'm still all coast, my coast the South!

      (Give to you and I do what it takes!
      To give it to you!)

      SONGWRITERS:
      ANTWAN PATTON, MYRNA CRENSHAW, MICHAEL SANTIGO RENDER
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