歌曲 | Ride 2 It |
歌手 | Akir |
专辑 | Akir: The Legacy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Akir | |
Yeah, uh-huh, yours truly, we back in the house | |
Akir, uhh, new exclusive, we keep comin with these bangers son | |
Roll the windows down, c'mon nigga let's ride | |
Yo, yo, we made it this far, praise to Allah, God | |
Whoever you want, this for all y'all who work a day long | |
Only had a little bit to hold on to | |
I want you to know that they don't want you | |
to survive by simply means of a 9-to-5 | |
That's why when we get live, they try to get a piece of the pie | |
They wanna give us 25-to-life | |
While we strive to fight, to provide what's right for our fam | |
At nighttime, the beasts come out | |
Waitin to see who gon' dumb out wild thirsty with the guns out | |
Bangin heads against the asphault sayin that he asked for it | |
Locked niggaz up, expect life to fast forward | |
That's torment, for his little man, fire enormous | |
Layin dormant 'til it explodes, they need a warrant | |
So I'ma keep 'em at the fortress, endured us for the cue | |
We direct what they teach in school | |
[Chorus: Akir] | |
Yeah, uhh, yeah, uhh | |
To all my niggaz that survive in these streets | |
That's tryna eat, steady dodgin the beast to get a piece, peep | |
I make this music just to grind through it | |
Vibe to it, get your mind movin, ride to it | |
To all my women tryna make it in life | |
Keep it tight with the world so trife, you gotta fight, yeah | |
I made this music just to grind through it | |
Vibe to it, get your mind movin, ride to it | |
Yeah... ride to it | |
[Akir:] | |
Maybe things all come back with no crazy shit like this | |
Know'msayin? This to my hustlers out there y'all | |
Word up (ride to it) uh | |
Pastor's 25, glad we made it | |
I, remember when we couldn't wait to get emancipated violated | |
Alludin the basic fundamentals, that a family holds sacred | |
Just cause a nigga couldn't take it | |
Rebellious natured, in a nation, I'll ask patients and trainers | |
Now it's time for us to try to make it in this Matrix | |
Face it, blowin up is passin fake shit and fightin hatred | |
Wack niggaz that stand complacement stay in the basement | |
Drunk watchin "Tha Bassment," facin like, yo we ain't say shit | |
While your baby moms playin my hits | |
I'm makin somethin out of nothin, niggaz stay off my dick | |
Deli task, wearin a mask in order to fit | |
An attitude derived from this new ceilin we hit | |
Real as a gun spark with a bullet killin a kid | |
This is for my people strugglin, givin a shit | |
Cause if we never take control then who's freedom is this? | |
[Chorus] | |
[Akir:] | |
I know times been hard y'all, but uhh | |
This a little somethin to ride to, let's go | |
Yo, I think a paradigm diggin me writin rhymes is on the rhythm | |
The song hits and it's non-fiction, hearts visions | |
and lost children are star stricken, my false diction is all shiftin | |
Evolve different, we'll all shift then | |
I make the ignorant, clap when they feelin it | |
Illin when they realize it's revealin they brilliant | |
I know it, I'm on it, I want it, I own it, I free it, I wrote it | |
I made it, I sold it - I'm in it to win it | |
I dig it to get it, hot 'til it's molten then I mold it | |
Polish it until it's golden scripted to spit it gifted | |
I flip it drunk flicted, still rip it explicit 'til they get addicted | |
to the way I did it, scrolls is transcended | |
From prophets to descendents, I do this and remember to those that finish | |
doin a sentence, move through the defenses | |
with words that been offensive, preserve | |
Doin effective reserve, do a profession, ride to it (uhh) |
zuo qu : Akir | |
Yeah, uhhuh, yours truly, we back in the house | |
Akir, uhh, new exclusive, we keep comin with these bangers son | |
Roll the windows down, c' mon nigga let' s ride | |
Yo, yo, we made it this far, praise to Allah, God | |
Whoever you want, this for all y' all who work a day long | |
Only had a little bit to hold on to | |
I want you to know that they don' t want you | |
to survive by simply means of a 9to5 | |
That' s why when we get live, they try to get a piece of the pie | |
They wanna give us 25tolife | |
While we strive to fight, to provide what' s right for our fam | |
At nighttime, the beasts come out | |
Waitin to see who gon' dumb out wild thirsty with the guns out | |
Bangin heads against the asphault sayin that he asked for it | |
Locked niggaz up, expect life to fast forward | |
That' s torment, for his little man, fire enormous | |
Layin dormant ' til it explodes, they need a warrant | |
So I' ma keep ' em at the fortress, endured us for the cue | |
We direct what they teach in school | |
Chorus: Akir | |
Yeah, uhh, yeah, uhh | |
To all my niggaz that survive in these streets | |
That' s tryna eat, steady dodgin the beast to get a piece, peep | |
I make this music just to grind through it | |
Vibe to it, get your mind movin, ride to it | |
To all my women tryna make it in life | |
Keep it tight with the world so trife, you gotta fight, yeah | |
I made this music just to grind through it | |
Vibe to it, get your mind movin, ride to it | |
Yeah... ride to it | |
Akir: | |
Maybe things all come back with no crazy shit like this | |
Know' msayin? This to my hustlers out there y' all | |
Word up ride to it uh | |
Pastor' s 25, glad we made it | |
I, remember when we couldn' t wait to get emancipated violated | |
Alludin the basic fundamentals, that a family holds sacred | |
Just cause a nigga couldn' t take it | |
Rebellious natured, in a nation, I' ll ask patients and trainers | |
Now it' s time for us to try to make it in this Matrix | |
Face it, blowin up is passin fake shit and fightin hatred | |
Wack niggaz that stand complacement stay in the basement | |
Drunk watchin " Tha Bassment," facin like, yo we ain' t say shit | |
While your baby moms playin my hits | |
I' m makin somethin out of nothin, niggaz stay off my dick | |
Deli task, wearin a mask in order to fit | |
An attitude derived from this new ceilin we hit | |
Real as a gun spark with a bullet killin a kid | |
This is for my people strugglin, givin a shit | |
Cause if we never take control then who' s freedom is this? | |
Chorus | |
Akir: | |
I know times been hard y' all, but uhh | |
This a little somethin to ride to, let' s go | |
Yo, I think a paradigm diggin me writin rhymes is on the rhythm | |
The song hits and it' s nonfiction, hearts visions | |
and lost children are star stricken, my false diction is all shiftin | |
Evolve different, we' ll all shift then | |
I make the ignorant, clap when they feelin it | |
Illin when they realize it' s revealin they brilliant | |
I know it, I' m on it, I want it, I own it, I free it, I wrote it | |
I made it, I sold it I' m in it to win it | |
I dig it to get it, hot ' til it' s molten then I mold it | |
Polish it until it' s golden scripted to spit it gifted | |
I flip it drunk flicted, still rip it explicit ' til they get addicted | |
to the way I did it, scrolls is transcended | |
From prophets to descendents, I do this and remember to those that finish | |
doin a sentence, move through the defenses | |
with words that been offensive, preserve | |
Doin effective reserve, do a profession, ride to it uhh |
zuò qǔ : Akir | |
Yeah, uhhuh, yours truly, we back in the house | |
Akir, uhh, new exclusive, we keep comin with these bangers son | |
Roll the windows down, c' mon nigga let' s ride | |
Yo, yo, we made it this far, praise to Allah, God | |
Whoever you want, this for all y' all who work a day long | |
Only had a little bit to hold on to | |
I want you to know that they don' t want you | |
to survive by simply means of a 9to5 | |
That' s why when we get live, they try to get a piece of the pie | |
They wanna give us 25tolife | |
While we strive to fight, to provide what' s right for our fam | |
At nighttime, the beasts come out | |
Waitin to see who gon' dumb out wild thirsty with the guns out | |
Bangin heads against the asphault sayin that he asked for it | |
Locked niggaz up, expect life to fast forward | |
That' s torment, for his little man, fire enormous | |
Layin dormant ' til it explodes, they need a warrant | |
So I' ma keep ' em at the fortress, endured us for the cue | |
We direct what they teach in school | |
Chorus: Akir | |
Yeah, uhh, yeah, uhh | |
To all my niggaz that survive in these streets | |
That' s tryna eat, steady dodgin the beast to get a piece, peep | |
I make this music just to grind through it | |
Vibe to it, get your mind movin, ride to it | |
To all my women tryna make it in life | |
Keep it tight with the world so trife, you gotta fight, yeah | |
I made this music just to grind through it | |
Vibe to it, get your mind movin, ride to it | |
Yeah... ride to it | |
Akir: | |
Maybe things all come back with no crazy shit like this | |
Know' msayin? This to my hustlers out there y' all | |
Word up ride to it uh | |
Pastor' s 25, glad we made it | |
I, remember when we couldn' t wait to get emancipated violated | |
Alludin the basic fundamentals, that a family holds sacred | |
Just cause a nigga couldn' t take it | |
Rebellious natured, in a nation, I' ll ask patients and trainers | |
Now it' s time for us to try to make it in this Matrix | |
Face it, blowin up is passin fake shit and fightin hatred | |
Wack niggaz that stand complacement stay in the basement | |
Drunk watchin " Tha Bassment," facin like, yo we ain' t say shit | |
While your baby moms playin my hits | |
I' m makin somethin out of nothin, niggaz stay off my dick | |
Deli task, wearin a mask in order to fit | |
An attitude derived from this new ceilin we hit | |
Real as a gun spark with a bullet killin a kid | |
This is for my people strugglin, givin a shit | |
Cause if we never take control then who' s freedom is this? | |
Chorus | |
Akir: | |
I know times been hard y' all, but uhh | |
This a little somethin to ride to, let' s go | |
Yo, I think a paradigm diggin me writin rhymes is on the rhythm | |
The song hits and it' s nonfiction, hearts visions | |
and lost children are star stricken, my false diction is all shiftin | |
Evolve different, we' ll all shift then | |
I make the ignorant, clap when they feelin it | |
Illin when they realize it' s revealin they brilliant | |
I know it, I' m on it, I want it, I own it, I free it, I wrote it | |
I made it, I sold it I' m in it to win it | |
I dig it to get it, hot ' til it' s molten then I mold it | |
Polish it until it' s golden scripted to spit it gifted | |
I flip it drunk flicted, still rip it explicit ' til they get addicted | |
to the way I did it, scrolls is transcended | |
From prophets to descendents, I do this and remember to those that finish | |
doin a sentence, move through the defenses | |
with words that been offensive, preserve | |
Doin effective reserve, do a profession, ride to it uhh |