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Nhostic
Performer
Michael West
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael West
Songwriter
Lyrics
Ride with me, ride with me
Get 'em up, put 'em in a ball
Ride with me, ride with me
All for the one, one for the all
Ride with me, ride with me
Been a minute but I had to roll
Revisit where the bottom is
See that I wanna give it two middle fingers, woah
I'm back for a reason
Just tell me where the beat is
Shock to the system, listen
Steez of the reborn, I'm foetus
Discourse of the pissed off
Little bit of mixed thoughts
Thinking when it kicks off even
The seas will part, best believe in the art
'Cause I'm leaving a mark like my feet's in Eden
Caterpillar, never rapping fillers, never had a deal or never hunted
Never wanted one until I saw a butterfly
Now I wonder why?
When I had a finger in the pie, that I didn't strive for the milla
I'm a killer, make you cry in your pillow
I'm alive with the skill of ten guys
Frank Miller with a side of Aprilla
Let's ride 'til we die, go guerrilla, like the hill have eyes
It is ill advised, I am realer, I'm psycho, Alakazam
You don't want a piece, you don't know who I am
Rip the band aid off, and make your fanbase cross
With my hand grenade that is man made, what?
I'm the boss of the business, rocking your system
Nod 'til your disc slips, popping a piston, lock in and listen
I'm leaving you left in the dust while I'm off in the distance
Ride with me, ride with me
Get 'em up, put 'em in a ball
Ride with me, ride with me
All for the one, one for the all
Ride with me, ride with me
Been a minute but I had to roll
Revisit where the bottom is
See that I wanna give it two middle fingers, woah
Always ride shotgun, call me Kurt Cobain
I burn the babble, I'm an animal, I damage like I'm flammable like propane
When I've had it, I'm at it with flow game so savage, don't matter what happens
The havoc heeds no name, Nitrous Oxide added into cocaine
That is why they call me Nhos, that's my code name
You don't wanna step, you don't wanna flex
You don't wanna see what I do when I stretch
You don't wanna be in the room when I'm reaching to shoot
You double dribble, but I triple in the trench
Let me loose on the edge
Cross the Q's and the T's for the test
'Cause the eyes soon leave when they're seeing the best
Dot it down, got the juice and a reason for death
This is proof of what I do is not easy to rep and
(Oh)
This is everything you thought it isn't
(Oh)
Everybody get your head and nod it, get ruckus in it
(Oh)
Hallelujah, this is fubar, listen to the future, out maneuver
All your crews and the dudes on the scooters
Middle fingers up like zip-a-dee-doo-dah
Ride with me, ride with me
Get 'em up, put 'em in a ball
Ride with me, ride with me
All for the one, one for the all
Ride with me, ride with me
Been a minute but I had to roll
Revisit where the bottom is
See that I wanna give it two middle fingers, woah
(Faster than a speeding bullet)
(On it)
(Go! Superman)
(Yes, its Superman's fans)
We ride 'til there's no rides left, we ride 'til there's no rides left (what? What?)
We ride 'til there's no rides left, we ride 'til there's no rides left (put 'em up)
We ride 'til there's no rides left, we ride 'til there's no rides left (what? What?)
We ride 'til there's no rides left, we ride 'til there's no rides left, woah (one, two, three)
Ride with me, ride with me
Get 'em up, put 'em in a ball
Ride with me, ride with me
All for the one, one for the all
Ride with me, ride with me
Been a minute but I had to roll
Revisit where the bottom is
See that, I wanna give it two middle fingers, woah
Writer(s): Michael West
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