Текст (слова) песни: Chill Rob G - Ride the Rhythm

Verse

(Bust it...now)

This is a matter of utmost urgency
You might even call it a police emergency
Suckers got ill when they finally heard the G
Wasn`t sellin` out, they tried to murder me
Reached for my jammy like a troop`s supposed to do
Never let a sucker get too close to you
Heard `em comin`, ducked behind the wall
Then saw the whites of his eyes, the first one had to fall
Another bug creeped up the fire escape
Trying to sneak, I guess he snuck too late
Lookin` like a scene from Real Life Vice
The way his head fell apart like a block of solid ice
Uzi does it, come to think of it
Dude had a nine, but his wasn`t as fast as mine
I heard the phone ring, should I answer?
This is gettin` serious as terminal cancer
And that is the final stage, my primal rage
Began to rise and I started to fantasize
How many more might try to rush the door
And blast their way in, hell, I ain`t stayin`
I opened the back door and felt the summer night heat
Saw a bunch of bugs wearin` white sheets
What else could it mean? I know it ain`t Halloween
The cross in the background burnin` made a ill scene
First I was panicky, then I was angry
One creep even had a rope ready to hang me
Now who am I supposed to be? Eddie Spaghetti?
You come and vic Rob G any time you`re ready?
Fuck that, they had me trapped so I rushed back
They tried to bust me but they don`t have enough caps
I dipped, dived, slipped, slid, they missed me
I had to move quick or they was bound to get me
One bullet grazed me, that didn`t phase me
What could I say? I was havin` a fucked up day
Stood up and took aim, my finger on the trigger
I shouted "Now let me hear you say nigger!"
Well anyway, nobody spoke or went for broke
The place was all clouded up from gunsmoke
And everything got quiet, I don`t buy it
Just a second ago we had a riot
They must be plannin` attack or settin` a trap
Whatever the case you won`t get this black
Now I`m on the edge and there`s no denyin` it
Whatever the hell might work I`m tryin` it
Thought I was a target that they could get right quick
But I ain`t goin` out like no statistic
Another number, made me wonder
How many other brothers they`ve put under
I sat in the dark real still for a long time
Didn`t make a sound cos I`ve got a strong mind
Made my way to the street, it was daybreak
Must`ve fallen asleep, but for Pete`s sake
I didn`t see the enemy tryin` to put an end to me
The night before, my finger trigger was sore
I went in the house to get a fresh clip
And then I woke up an` shit...

(It`s a bad dream, man. That`s all, man, you know what I`m sayin`?
Guess I was just buggin` or somethin`, man...)

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