We ride, we ride, we ride Even when it don't go right, even when the shit goes left Even when my arms can't fight we ride Get somebody that gon' ride for you Even when I lose my breath Who gon' die for you Even if I hurt myself Who gon' cry for you

Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight! Get up, stand up! Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up!) Preacher man, don't tell me Heaven is under the earth I know you

Gonna fight it, gonna fight it What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do? When your spine is cracking and your hands, they shake Heart is bursting and your butt's gonna break Woman's cussing, you can hear her scream Feel like murder in the first

When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon) Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon) Pick a fight at an airport bar Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon One, two, three, four Everybody party 'til the gasman comes Sparkle like Bowie in the morning

You with your switchblade posse I'll get my guns from the south We'll take to the yard like a cock fight For kicks, who's struttin' now? Huff men don't take no nonsense He's here to rectify He's got his black belt buckle And the red mans fire in his eyes

Someday, someday And I thought I was so smart We’ll bleed and fight for you, we’ll make it right for you If we lay a strong enough foundation We’ll pass it on to you, we’ll give the world to you And you’ll blow us all away Yeah, you’ll blow us all away

Doc Holiday An outlaw walking through the valley of men Glared with a sunken eye of death Moved his head from side to side and said Come on you gutless slugs fight like a man State your name and business and let's see what you got Another body for the

Cause you shoulda seen the size of the guy's we've been fightin' But momma always taught us never to tell a lie Every girl we were with never cost any money And we drank more tequila than any man alive Looking back, they're better than they used to be

(All I need is you, all I need…) Oh yea I’m fighting, fighting, fighting to be free All I need is you I go to war with these troubles And really all I need is you And all the chances I take All the changes I make Yea, they’re only nothing ‘Cause all I

Fellas if ya love your girl fight that appetite for the ladies, appetite for the ladies, Usher Usher, yeah man, true story, Real G's wit me on this one, ya, ya, ya, ya Wifey home, wedding band I'm a lucky man, You'd think I'd be satisfied and truthfully