Haystak Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Ride Lyrics

Everybody wants to ride....

 Everybody gonna die....

 

 ( Verse 1 )

 ??? slow rhymes to the top in no time

 Stay showtime, I showshine, running like I'm on the goal line

 Grabbed the chrome nine, procede with caution

 Around here shit's rougher than Stone Cold Steve Austin

 Floss, ridin dirty with strikes against me, say what's on my mind

 And the critics can give me some empty ink pens like clips

 Fuck a mind game, welcome to my fully automatic mindframe

 They say "Fuck Haystak," they don't say that when they see me

 No, because in reality I'm bigger than on TV

 Rolexes don't tick they glide, you can run, you just can't hide

 My shit's hotter than pepper spray, bitch ain't barring me

 I'm roundin everyday, you weaker than R&B

 My life is between ??? enough to make me psychotic

 I was born up around the projects that's why I speak ebonics (And…)

 

 ( Chorus )

 Everybody wants to ride, nobody want to die (Come on now)

 Why be afraid of one place on the other side (You ready?)

 Why live in fear, death is guarenteed (Come on now)

 Take it why you're here, money, hoes and weed (Let's ride!)

 

 ( Verse 2 )

 Motherfuckers think I'm rappin for no reason for rhymin

 I'm motivated about the paper, pussy and diamond

 But in the back of my mind, a part of me still exists

 And still writes rhymes for the thrill of killin lyricsists

 I'm serious with this like a massive heart attack

 Talk that shit but you don't know part of Stak

 Drop bombs like quarterbacks, B-52's

 Went from interrogation to magazine interviews

 Most of my life the situation was win or lose

 You died on the drugs, money, or your tennis shoes

 This shit is deep, wolves dressed up as sheep

 The enemy has got you thinkin their your motherfuckin peeps

 I learned one thing comin up in Tennesee

 It's that they're people like you and they're people like me

 So point your fuckin finger and say that's the bad guy

 Turn green with envy when my posse pass by (And a…)

 

 ( Chorus ) Repeat 1x

 

 ( Verse 3 )

 Nobody by your side, lookin at the phone rapidly

 Your thinkin this motherfucker just blasted me

 Hopin it was a bad dream, the sad thing is, this is reality

 And three seconds and you gonna be a fatality, like...

 ( Short Pause )

 Three, two, one, we're losing him

 No resisting, it will do you no good, if you try to fight

 Just talk to me into this light, eventhough your heart is full of fright

 Don't be afraid, relax, your tension is makin it worse

 There's no point in callin an ambulance

 somebody get this man a hearse (Now you ready?)

 

 ( Chorus ) Repeat 1x