Lyrics:
Wanna take a
Ride
Wanna pop a top,
And leave the past behind
Ride
A little country high,
Little peace of mind
Wanna take a,
Ride
A little
[E.D.I Amin]
I speak
For all my n****z livin` in the rush
Slow it down just a notch baby
It`s goin` be alright, it`s goin` be alright
[2Pac +
In a little country village not very far away
There lived a rich but aged man whose hair was turning gray
He had three sons three only ones both Jack
Everybody sippin, no one trippin
Ghetto country livin, yeah
Got the gang with me
You don't wanna miss it
Everyone getting lit
Ooooooooo
Ready set turn up some
So I went to see a picture and just before the show
There was a short made by the government about a country on the go
There was Rosie the Riveter in
my
Pour up the drank and give me some more
Ain't in a rush, I'm livin' it slow
One day we all, we all, we all go
One day we all, we all, we all
and Tom Joyner
They're doing good in their lives right now
Why would they wanna tear down another brother (tear down)
Women show black men some love
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little
in a rush
When all you want to do, is not what you want
Yeah, let me sing you a song (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Really did the unthinkable, just by thinkin'
Life
Take a step and never look back
this is how its gonna be until you change it
if you livin in a dream and its not yours
you can shatter it and then
Scarlet Town in the month of May
Sweet William Holme on his deathbed lay
Mistress Mary by the side of the bed
Kissin' his face, heapin' prayers on his head
tea or the lips of your first crush
Those were the sweetest summers
But those sweetest summers are gone like a sugar rush
Old glory by the front door
are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(New Jersey) He bout to go out like Scarface
He woke up in a cardboard box with no space
with Thug
Livin lavish is want I'm not gonna stop
Lui V's on my feet I'll buy everything in the shop
I'll cop anything I ever wanted, just catch me at the top
it, blow it into your face
Fuck it livin' life the same
Feelin' like an outsider in this dumb country
My own paradise is burn so I'm walkin' like
Light it, blow it into your face
Fuck it livin' life the same
Feelin' like an outsider in this dumb country
My own paradise is burn so I'm walkin' like
And he knew not the how nor the reason for why
You could ever wake up and wanna keep on livin'
In a place where a friend is such a hard thing to find
allow me to be famous if it's fake
I barely made it, I was livin' in the ghetto, always prayin'
My potential wouldn't go to waste before I could escape
and livin' so indecently
These voices in my head are comin' true and tryin' to speak to me
Livin' on the edge, you'll witness things that you don't need
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little
from daddy's world, got tangled up in mine
It caught her by surprise
When she found herself in love
Found out two weeks, on Bodcau Creek
Just
And the pedal to the floor
Outlaw by nature
This is how life go
On like a flashlight
Full of amount not half price
Treat the beat like fried rice Country boy I'm
I saw him at the station.
He's waitin' for the bus.
A little devil from the country,
Head was on the rush.
He's wearin' blue jeans
With the blue all
One mornin' at breakfast I said to my wife
"We've been everywhere once and some places twice"
As I had another helpin' of country ham
She said, "We
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