can see you back there, yeah, yo The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose Take shit back to trip who fat goose Queens bridge representative, ghetto entrepreneur, stay on tour Dick-riders
just another yellow beach umbrella On the shore of the southern sea. Mmm, I'll be a mystery to everyone. I won't take you along with me. When I am a rider
, make 'em all move Do the damn thing, my niggaz bang loose Nigga make way for the big bomber Mr. all night rider, original bang hand glider Scuffing
story be told It's the city where you shoot your favorite television episode And you can hit the strip, Sunset Boulevard But you gotta have a Low-rider
beating, listen to this stethoscope So many emcees getting' left for broke And try to make a comeback, shoulda kept the joke Khao be the name, try dissin' me Your history, your absence a mystery
With the westside riders, comin creepin crawlin like spiders We've been bit by the dog, call the catcher stretcher Judge fletcher betcha, raise your blood pressure The unsolved mystery
the mystery zone Times that we met Before we met Times that we met We'll go there To the mystery zone Ah the mystery zone There goes the rider At gates
i never did business in little fukin italy, i play checkers on tripple decker tall buses in tripoli, the way that you typically bicker with me, inexplicably, is a mystery
with the long clip - ride it - fryer Now watch how I make my bullets spread like gengivitis Lil' Wayne - Cash Money Record's young rider, young rider
sky; riders of death. They suddenly charge down from the clouds in wonderful wilderness; kings and chieftains, thieves and murderers - all in the same phalanx, drifting mysteriously
Intro: yeah oh jun a ruff rider whats goin on? Chorus: i dont know why everbody's talking bout me is he really gonna be a hot MC Askin if my albums
the desert winds Know the secret of the ancient desert lands You are the keeper of the mystery in your hands Nomad, rider of the ancient east Nomad, rider
wit me C'mon and ride wit me, you can ride wit me We ride, we ride, we ride, we ride, we ride Night riders, ni-night riders, we ride (repeat to fade)
wit me C'Mon and ride wit me, you can ride wit me we ride, we ride, we ride, we ride, we ride Night riders, ni-night riders, we ride (repeat to fade)
tell shorties now I don't pop pills The only ecstacy I fuck with rolls with Jalil No grip, straight line rhymes Like the grand concourse on 149 In LA the riders
mystery That which surpasses the human experience, the human disease Directly before, a moment or two after and essentially during murder - great mysteries
When I was fifteen years old Straight dope game I was told I went from selling pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of slangin
The world is on fire... [Jonas:] Burning up my tires!! [Tomas:] Every skull is smiling... [Both:] I'm a devil gate rider [Both:] I'm a devil gate rider
