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MC Ride
[Young G]
Release this telekinesis, thrills cease to exist
Hiding scars on my wrist
Inviting stars to my trips
Ride in cars and smoking spliffs
Colliding parts, invoking rifts
Providing smarts, provoking shifts of energy fields
When we yield
Wondering who's the savior if the Lord is my shield
Truth revealed, though it's hardly ever spoken
Thank Jah, Allah, God, Krishna, Buddha, Shiva, and the spirit making beats and choking
Trumps I'm hustling tokens
At times I noid, on the road, in my ride, on the grind promoting
Raise her for a while, relax my mind
Wax and shine
We find treasures within when we rewind
Make the Earth seem foolish
Weary of a kind to want to rule this
Schools of fish getting tortured by a sonar
Television '98 thought donor
[Mxlplx]
Just another crazy mystic getting sick with the way linguistic
Makes rhythm cryptic, painting poetic lipstick
Cross the faces of critics in the way
Lost my place and didn't know what to say
Till my ace picked up the bass
And began to play wicked hits laced
Like candyflipping weight along the interstate
A little before 8 in the morning
Just after you ate with that horny
Thing you called a date
Cooked to try to keep you coming back
Looking like a freak but you knew that
Took a week to remember where you met her at
Thinking you surrendered to that fat
Hippo at the club
Next thing you know, you're naked in the tub
Begging like a crack fiend to rub
On a giant chest, your life's a mess
[Swank]
(Uh… uh… uh, fuck!)
You say it's way past 12, feel like it's 9
Getting warm in Hell, baby lost your mind
While I was driving, fell asleep gazing at a sign
Me and my homeboy hit a wrinkle in time
Dancing in the moonlight, bewildered and blind
I hope my experience ain't a crime
It seem like my reason don't ever rhyme
I see the women, but pass me the wine
Can't weigh the minutes, you know I feel the chimes
Let's make the moment, cause it's one of a kind
Binding the broken, below or behind
But merry the ego is fine, I'm gone
Way before your people resign, I'm gone
Way before your people resign, I'm gone
3:17 am was written by G Rider & MC Ride & Swank Daddy.