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g rider - bitch please lyrics
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[verse 1: mxlplx, ill ian, and both]
run it back real quick, now break it down again
it’s coming at me like a wick, flames coming round the sim
by demand straight to the pit i just got out of, but i been
through all of this before so don’t trip, don’t even flinch
faded a whole lot more than the p_ssy clots against
the purpose of my riding with disregard for the rules
followers made to keep us quiet and in the dark, never the fool
never the loser or the sideshow freak living on a string
been around so many times, i know just how to work this thing
like king plucks his strings from chicago to cali
back again to make it cling to what girls blow and will f_ck, now please
acting like you don’t believe, sincerely hope you do, voodoo up my sleeves
throw it down and men get clowned and p_ssy clots can’t breathe
asthma attacks within this breeze, it cracks your chest to heaves
and slapped you like a skeez, shoulda known better than to try and f_ck with g’s
360 degrees on your motherf_cking knees
b_tch, please
[verse 2: young g]
the young mac’s back, cruising with my new moves
chilling on ecstasy, singing blues
as i turned around the corner, i was met with surprise
in the shadows in the darkness, decrepit in disguise
green is in my lifetime, praying for the crowd
that takes too far when i’m sober and loud
feelings of illusion deceased and endured
who’s the young rider living life blurred?
infected and dejected, back on the minidisc
chilling on the 5, loaded as usual risk
do you like the clean sound of the operator’s engineering
responsible for the dope mix that you’re hearing?
engineers declare the clarity will bait you
chilling in the fact that the beat got the groove
it’s a new feeling, feels so silly
woke up in the morning to a philly
sipping protein juice cuz i’m way too much
who’s the young rider with the weed in my clutch?
bucking up in laziness, my mind is playing tricks
now i got a train back to the 916
where is my mind? boy, i’m crazy again
fact is, the wrath is a pint of gin
hidden and bed ridden, devour remotes
smoke the jokes of the devote
what’s the cycle? fire like a rifle
blaze until the sight spills, now i’m out for thrills
drugs and hugs moving alone
high on the fly, now it’s time to get blown
[verse 3: mxlplx]
nowhere left to go, nowhere to turn, no festivals
to tear and burn my days of nothing into clouds of hazy fragments
say, the day is way too ugly, can’t the crowds of bodies
staying shoulder_shoulder on the streets, delusional paranoia
getting older wants to peak just to fall back down and have to crawl back up
again to reach the higher ground you found by getting sick enough
to trip and creep when your body begs for sleep
lost in it, lately i can’t speak, way too sp_ced out to complete a thing
i do, world with a view that overlooks loopholes and looks, hidden by crooks
to stay in power by paying us by the hour
blaze a bowl, get in the shower, bathe and ponder how much longer
i can live on the few dollars dealt to people in their blue collars
lose my head and start to holler, wallow for hot water
to come out the dirty pipes that i’m worried might be broken
trying my best to hurry cuz man want continue smoking
[verse 4: young g]
i’m back, feeling tacked and my blunt’s still burning
super fly, always high, and still i keep learning
staying low in sacto, what the f_ck you think?
always getting blazed, stay amazed to the brink
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