This is what you call rider music All the gangsters are ridin' to it (c'mon, let's roll) I can show you how we do it When we ride to that rider music, let's go (let's go) When we ride to that rider music, let's go Yeah we can ride to this Just lay back

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut

For the good times Don't' look so sad I know it's over But life goes on And this world Keeps on turning Let's just be glad We have this time

No one makes me feel the way Feel the way you do No one else could make me say Say these things to you I feel something kind of dangerous I wish I knew what it was Babe let's get together Get together for some

It's all about us And that's real But I promise, if we stick together we gon' make it through anything We're too special for the world Dodging bullets, we're in trouble in times And mama always taught me as a boy To help ya brother if he's fallin' at

As a fair warning to everyone listening to this song I advise you to not hide your feelings Don’t pretend to be okay when you’re not okay Don’t pretend to be happy when you’re sad It’ll only lead to your misery Don't you fucking hate it when you hear my

(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

Hey Nas, how ya doin'? Take my name, and my number But let's take, it, slow Point out my enemies, a girl who's into me But not a hype chick someone with proper energy Meanwhile, we'll be groovin' I can be, what you said That you need, I can be, all that

In my shoes, just to see What it'd be like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let

Since they wanna know (All I want is what's mine, I don't care who I hurt) (End what's right and why am I immature?) (All I want is what's mine I don't care who I hurt) Here's the formula on O, now let's go Second rounds on me Obie Trice, Emil hit 'em,