Lyrics:
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
Stockton
With the uttermost disrespect just like, Bernard Hopkins
Simply, it's PC within the verse
See we could be peoples later, in business, Money Comes
the uttermost disrespect just like, bernard hopkins
Simply, it's pc within the verse
See we could be peoples later, in business, money comes first (first)
talkin' 'bout cheddar
Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
Four swordsmen, from the land of the lost
Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt
See my jumper on
Hangin' out on the line
Know by that
Something on my mind
I wouldn't be here, baby
If it hadn't been for you
Way down here, way you
See my jumper on
Hangin' out on the line
Know by that
Something on my mind
I wouldn't be here, baby
If it hadn't been for you
Way down here, way you
down his tongs
For the single
Meek wants an irrefutable pop song
"I can see a crowd of people singing it, "
He says of his pick
Which they're
Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang
a forest just like a museum where the leaves are priceless antiques,
Memorabilia from a century kidnapped by grief.
Rat rider!
C'mon, rat rider!
Those
Ha, ha,
South,
West,
Riders,
South,
West,
Riders.
(*E-40*)
Huh! Rockin an rollin, like the car was stolen,
On my way to see my weebles up in deep
the riders, not the hook ones
"Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with" --> Nas
Music to live by, music to die by
"Understandable smooth shit that
can be your oyster or a set of jail doors
You've seen mine, I think it's time I see yours
I bet you that we've been scarred by the same swords
So
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
from a branch
Sit with me on the ranch
And watch silhouettes slip
Around the corners
Enough for you to come and see 'em well
Staircase squeakin'
Lights
beloved one
Do you know what I am?
If you don't see my face no more
I'm a rider, girl gotta face the streets tonight
Ohh, ohh
You say you don't
I see those swingin' doors I tell the driver just to pass on by
'Cause there ain't no room in old Jones' head for anything less than loveshine.
I
Hill and gully rider, hill and gully
Hill and gully rider, hill and gully
Hill and gully rider, hill and gully
Hill and gully rider, hill
fallin'
And I can see the clouds rollin' by
Riders to the stars
We are sailin', we are soarin'
And all we can do is try
We are riders to the stars
We
Till I see my name stone
Blessed are the dead
A white horse on the bowels of death
A red war horse to end all wars
A pale horse in pastilets led by
bunches which populated the sides of the desolate roads in which they drove
We call them Coast Riders of the Californian coast
Though they've never felt
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
but I got Mad Franklin's
Big ol' lightnin' rocket, shock the pigs and turn they ass bacon
Pull up where he stay by Granny Crib, while he was grass rakin
and the things I do not have
Truly sorry driven by desire
Romanticizing, idolizing
Myself as the lonely rider, am I bitter or only honest
I don't know, I wanna be
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