swept away by the tide By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride [Verse 16: W.C.] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne Chewed up in them Carolina
Swap Meet Worldwide, get swept away by the tide By G's, and BG's, O.G's, its time to RIIIIDE! [WC] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne? Trued
[Intro:] Feel this To all those races, colors, and creeds, every man bleeds for the countless victims and all their families of the murdered, tortured
Coming through coasting Who's that nigga in the g-ride Screaming out m.o.b Nigga we ride I hit the charts like a stick up kid Number one in the
Originally by F.U.] Five years ago you were safe with your TV Never even though what your future might be Now you?re just a packrat picking through the
a friend, they murdered his father and his three-year-old son I heard him cursin' the essence of the, the (PAUSE) committed the crime But ah, murder got
This is a place for heathens Into that darkness fires illuminate Grotesquely swollen by the heat A half-burned corpse hanging naked A stream is poisoned by
infamous shall take 1000 razor blades and press them in they flesh. Take my pitchfork up outta the fire, soakin' it down in their chest. Through the
] [Intro:] Feel this To all those races, colors, and creeds, every man bleeds for the countless victims and all their families of the murdered, tortured
: [Intro:] Feel this To all those races, colors, and creeds, every man bleeds for the countless victims and all their families of the murdered, tortured
the perfect metaphor for hung juries Strung along a song of spawning thorns of fury Numb the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me Carpet by
[Originally by F.U.] Five years ago you were safe with your TV Never even though what your future might be Now you?re just a packrat picking through