Caught up in the race Evil lies behind the door, I?m gone without a trace Ride the Wind ? Ride the Wind! Ride the Wind ? Yea, come on! Rocking the
Deep in this dice game I dust off my knees I fucked off two g's Nothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glock Why? so I can rob every known dope
major I'm hiphop Derek Jeter And I'm still feeling my pockets Big bass and its knocking Yeah this be the remix But still ride around with that rocket
can duck you can ride you can flee I give a nigga, one test now it's one less That's how easily you can be eliminated Program to scan rock jams Get down
no marks in I preach to the streets, call me the young Al Sharpton I know what coke I need, hit the streets with my nig' I rob ya for ya bricks, I don
riding the bus So put on your nikes and kick rocks, I got to have it 360 knowledge of self (I got to have it!) Records all over the shelf (I got to have it!) The wind
winter in seventeen years" I didn't feel so cold then I swung on to my old guitar Grabbed hold of a subway car And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
but she can sure count well Record sales make her swell Bought my first two twelves My first sound system bang and rock the bells Lock and load, clock and fold Pocket swoll' Rock
in this dice game I dust off my knees I fucked off two g's Nothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glock Why? so I can rob every known dope
ups I dipped my brush into the what, I've wept for And wonder out loud as I can, how long I've slept for I should rob a pet store, let the dogs wild
in seventeen years; I didn't feel so cold then. I swung on to my old guitar, Grabbed hold of a subway car, And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
Yo, this goes out to all the DJ's in the L to the A E-Swift on the track, yeah Rob One in the house, check it out Rob Love in the house, uhh Tairrie
u know) Nobody move outland officially rocking the groove it's now official ready to bless u with microphones and metaphors 3 outlaws on horses go lock u doors we rob
'll be racing for tomorrow Acceleration keeps me riding on the edge I can breathe beyond the dangerzone Where my freedom likes to hide Gonna' ride the wind
just practicing And I ain't even at my maximum, imagine if I was, this is for the love Ladies and gentlemen, kids of all ages You're about to go on a ride
