Song Info
Genre
Author
The Individual
Rights
Wicked Records
Uploaded
July 23, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Chorus x 2-
Ride or die? I'ma D-I-E
I got the whole world to stop just to hear me speak
Shifted! This mic caused me to be gifted
And here I am again so pause and listen
Verse 1-
I'll leave ya'll alone only if you fools are worthy
If not I'll make ya shirt look like bullets jersey
I dont care, do what you got to do
Ride or die, I aint goin down with you
Its basic, I like to keep it simple
Cuz i'll put a whole in ya chest like Im peircing your nipple
Leavin ya cippled, this shyt was a mission
But becuz im so dope I got yall to pause and listen
My rhymes are heavyweight, I doubt their hold-able
Becuz every line i spit is quote-able
Kats these days are so gull-able
They act like gangsta's but cant even hold their own
I verbally spit presents, so Im lyrically gifted
Spread the sickness, that'll leave ya head lifted
Leave the booth, just jump off of it like i aint know ya
I wanna eat emcees,but i cant eat these pussies, cuz they dont shave their cho-cha
Its ova! Ima flip the script cuz the game is ova!
Kats hate me cuz i love causen shyt man
Here goes the chorus yo, pause and listen
Chorus x 2-
Ride or die? I'ma D-I-E
I got the whole world to stop just to hear me speak
Shifted! This mic caused me to be gifted
And here I am again so pause and listen
Verse 2-
Emcee? not even if it was ya last wish
ask william hung, it wont even help to practice
just learn to ass-kiss, startin with these two cheeks
Hot? ya like a cool breeze, gangsta? ya fruity n sweet
i'll produce heat, and set fire to loose-leaf
with punchlines so hard you'll lose teeth
you confused me, why did you beg to get raped
I knew you was next to hate, ill set em straight
my pen packs venom, so why test ya fate?
ya not a legend, never passed first base
ya word-play, couldnt match me on my worst day
this herbs gay, cock-eyed with a bottle of lube
my mics my weapon, hot like the weather in June
im better than you, the hair on my balls gets more respect then you
so im forced to ignore ya text, even the lord is vexed
that ya ambylical chord didnt choke you to death
Take ya final breath cuz its getting twisted
Even while your getting your shyt split you still paused to listen
