Music For The Long Ride

[Verse 1]
Blessed and highly favored
My dogs fetch the paper
[?] flavored Garcia Vegas
Take a pull and pull off, "dog, see ya' later" (See ya' later)
Couture de Force
Uh, played the field the sports
Uh, and par for the course
I transformed to the man that my mother divorced (Mother divorced)
Life in Havilah city
Everybody should jump off, this is suicide city (Suicide city, huh)
Where the good girls go to heaven, uh
And the bad girls go to Hollywood, uh (Hollywood)
Bring you back, I prolly could, uh (Prolly could)
I empathize, I know your story, uh (Know your story)
Yeah baby, we got the memo, uh (Got the memo)
Yeah baby, we know your M.O. (Know your M.O.)
Somewhere stuck in limbo, uh (Stuck in limbo)
Poppin' pussy in purgatory (Purgatory, yeah)
But these are my streets of glory
Far from home, send a [?] for me (Send a [?] for me)
Truth is, a house of stairs
You see there's always two stories (Two stories)
And mine came with one sentence
Bitches with daddy issues are the bane of my existence
There's a cold summer flame
Fuck it, but that's a whole other thing now, yeah (Whole other thing now)
Let it ride Arty, uh (Let it ride Arty, uh, ride)

[Instrumental Break: Arty Baker guitar solo]

[Verse 2]
Pacific Coast Highway, one long lonely road
To help sell California, heaven only knows
In a pair of Wayfarers, I'm just a wayward soul
A long puff of the kush and away we go
Uh, must've fell and broke my halo
Uh, even Satan was once an angel (Once an angel)
You know (You know)
Sympathy for the Devil, I became a rolling stone
Skeletons in my closet from some chicks I once boned (Chicks I once boned)
Shit, I just bury that (Bury that)
Uh, is my sexual appetite
Greater than my passion for life? Uh, yeah (For life?)
F—, I wonder (I wonder)
Reaching for cloud nine, uh, Seventh Heaven
But I might just call it dime a-round eleven
Lay it down, lay your hands on it, till we see the sun
Hit her knees for the gosh, started speaking in tongues (Speaking in tongues)
Sheer aggression, pull me closer by the chain
Had me jealous of Jesus, when she came she called his name (Called his name)
Who be king? Shit you barely know my name
Do that no-pants dance, and than do your walk of shame (Walk of shame)
Heartbreak is a premeditated crime (Crime)
And Californication is the state of mind (Mind)
My mind body, so the heart is on the line
But you killing these hoes, I'm Brian Nichols with dimes (Uh)
Head on the platter for all the hearts that I 'setted, uh
Against my bullshit, uh, but it don't matter though
She calling out, I left her holding the phone
And next week she skipped town to the Golden Globes
With another nig'
Uh, true story
Too soon?
Shit, fuck it, let it ride Arty

[Instrumental Break: Arty Baker guitar solo]

[Verse 3]
I'm so ashamed to say, I'm too ashamed to pray
I don't know how to cope, I just fuck the pain away
Kill the beats, and let the speakers bleed
Cause it ain't no more jobs, rest in peace to Steve
And I'mma do this one (Do this one)
I'mma do this for my niggas though (Niggas though)
Yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 4]
He used to breakdance, now he's just breaking bad
Breaking his mama's heart, I just pray that he make it back, uh
Jesus was a carpenter, my homie moved bricks but
Who am I to judge what you do for a new Six? (Six)
Uh, College kids with foul ways (Foul ways)
Uh, doing stickups in alleyways (Alleyways)
Uh, hollering "how's about a raise?
Cause payback is a bitch and her name is Sallie Mae" (Sallie Mae)
Put the fam on, [?]
A band of brothers, uh, we the Isleys
Yeah, teach a man to fish, uh
Rock paper scissors, money hand over fist
My nigga, better oneself
But first things first, better oneself
That bullshit they kicking to ya, bet it won't sell
If she give me Vicky Secret, shit I bet I won't tell, uh
Backsliding on around, there goes again
A devil knocking on the door, no don't let them in (Let them in, let them in, let them in)
Lord knows, I let 'em in (I let 'em in, I let 'em in)
Uh, I'm heavy handed when I'm high, ceramic bow ties
Whisper sweet nothings, tell me no lies
Millionaire prayers, in the [?]
Now play this while you drive, music for the long ride (Long ride, long ride)
Long ride (Long ride)
Yeah (Yeah)
Uh
Millionaire prayers, in the [?]
Now play this while you drive, music for the long ride (Ride, ride)
(Long, yeah, uh, yeah)
Millionaire prayers, in the [?], uh
Now play this while you drive, music for the long ride (Ride, ride)
(Uh, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah)
Let it ride Arty