Saliva: Doperide |
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Album:Every Six Seconds
Title:Doperide
Comin down like a hatchet, rollin with the masses, throwin my matches atop of a gasoline package. Throwin rhymes like ratchets, playas with passion comin disastrous bashin. Runnin round with the wrong crowd acting like you all down, bout it, bout it, but you bow down. What鈥檚 up with you, what鈥檚 up with you, what鈥檚 up with me, you鈥檙e the one that I see through. Right, left take a ride in the doperide, yeah. Right, left take a ride. Getting paid in the last days. Rage of the teenage. Comin out strong and hard and on the front page. Haven鈥檛 I stated, never been faded. If you鈥檙e steppin up, for sure you鈥檙e getting wasted. Hangin out base in time you鈥檙e wasted, hear you talkin local scene, I鈥檓 talkin nation. Everything I will be, everything I should be, everything you鈥檒l never be, everything you can鈥檛 but wanna be. Right, Left, take a ride in the doperide, yeah. Right, left take a ride. No apologies like I鈥檓 born-again. No authorities gonna fumble my legs. Rollin with the masses throwin my
matches, atop of a gasoline package.
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