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[Chorus] Ride with a nigga Rhyme with a nigga Don't lie to a nigga Dont die on a nigga Don't cry for a nigga When its time to ghost Dont be sad when we go In the wind which we blow [Verse: 1] Real men don't ride with pistols They're in school writing with pencils Raising their mental Release topics over instrumentals Stop it all Stop the presses innocents getting pressed, steamed Vegetative states, sedatives for pain in the face Can't catch a break, you caught one that's fate They glance through the peephole Ding dong, you're in a ditch feet cold Breed the soul, before you set it free Born sinner is his pedigree Mr.Red was happy, to welcome you in So hospitable, and heart-warming Is it hot in here? or is it just you? Maybe it was a bad idea to wear a suit, (nauhh) You perspired through attire White smoke from the black sleeves Why is Mr. red laughing? Cause he thinks he burnt you out But you really got him His neighbor gave you what you need before you fought him Tell god would you [Chorus: 2] Ride for ya nigga Lie for ya nigga Die for ya nigga Cry for ya nigga Say good bye to ya nigga, but you won't Now that hes gone, you've got yet another one [Verse: 2] I'm not a good guy I'm just an evildoer doing less damage to life I'd be dammed if i let a vice ruin mine I'm waiting for a higher purpose on standby Its funny, I can't understand I (nauhh) anywhere you want to go i'll take you there Tell me miss or mister Angel or demon I play both teams, when i scheme Peasantry to presidency, high dreams By any means neccessary I gotta have my slice, salivate before i masticate Pass the fate my negus Please don't agitate my negus My mind exacerbates living my negus They want to weed us Out of the planet They try to cheat us But here comes panic They can't defeat us Show me what you got motherfucker, let's see it We ready [Chorus: 3] Don't ride on a nigga Walk lines with a nigga Shine with a nigga Live life my nigga Its time my nigga Let's go [Outro] My excellance won't be murdered Im galloping through these hurdles Can't tell me nothing, no interrrupting me Im moving foward more words to go toward Legendary status on this apparatus of rapping Now let me hear you clap and pat it [Chorus: 1]