(Kingpen)
Woop Woop
Who got the keys to the coup - load up the street sweeper
It's time for n***as to meet the reaper
Keep a full clip - cos the bull shit get fatal
Game official like felix mitchell
I'm bringin drama to the table
Dont a give fuck yeah
When I'm stuck yell - I fell G in the court bail
Paper-hungry n***a
Savage tactics
Stackin more mail
Name ringin like door-bells from the A Block to the Gardens..
Nine zips for the mardrin and the droughts is what we charging
N***as be starving
But me and mine ain't goin out like the average
Doing thangs and living lavish
Keepin it crackin - stackin cabbage
I'm a savage about my chippas squeezing zippas
Down the ....? politicin all the world ..... ....
.... .... .... ? my order top dollar
Paper chasin and poppin collars - ain't no love for none of these marks
Dont let these
Nines bark like rockwilders
I holla - like holla in surgery ill open fire on these marks
Tryna murder me - its time to ride..
(Chorus x2)
It's time to ride yellin' Madman
Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand
We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin'
Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin..
(C-Lim)
Gone up in the Halfway house so you halfway clowns.. kickin it -
Gone put my strap straight down - to yo ass face down
Sicc in the dome and ya'll acted
Lynch kick it wit all crackers - dont got no real n***as around
Come to that kill
N***a I slap you
I clap you for playing my music - you made it up to Luni
Cos I flashed "i ain't playing wit you fools"
Spray you wit the Uzi - weak ass baby
You a poodle - ima bang you wit a noodle - Zigg Zagg want me to play wit the
Cuchi and put my finger in the booty?
Tall Cann - You hate wit the fools - but I ain't bangin on you
.... ... ... ? demanded
The payment was due - I can't blame it on you
Kevin "damn" you can't even come to the studio to rap? (scary ass n***a)
But you can go hide out at the parking-lot
Keeps you ..... .. ? To the studio to snatch a CD from Big Hollis The Dragon
Brotha Wimp
Don't come for shit - you here like Michael Jackson (he-he)
Bitch you not from the Blocc
My Blocc-N***as come out
And when the funk - Siccmade don't come out.. Ya'll n***as Punk Out..
(Chorus X-Raided & Kingpen x2)
It's time to ride yellin' Madman
Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand
We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin'
Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin..
(X-Raided)
Theres something bout the cashflows
So pass hoes dollars and "enchacoolos? to my distrib. and the ......? holla
"send the rooboes?.. rushin' cheques - you know I got love for the game
I recognize ......? have the spill to havin' fame
But at the same time
I got a squad to feed - and I claim mine
'these is n***as I ride for thieves' so blame mine
If your CEO don't show up for work
He delinquent - with them royalty cheques ..(red alert)
Run up in his office
Toss his computer off his desk - cross his mouth with tape and let these Rugers off at his head
If we escape
We gone do with the props - we want the cheddar
If we get some props in the process - it's all the better
But I stress the fact that I rap to get that scrilla - and if I feel this shit ain't workin
Then ima get that Milla - N***a kill the
Speakers
Crush the Mics and burn up all my rhymes - Put the ashes in the Urns
Turn up all my crime
Turn down this music - I'm bout to burn the studios 'like a arsonist' -
Huntin' down my incitive wit a fourty-four - spark it in cartridges
In his ear exploding
Murder my publicist - cos the bitch ain't been promotin'
I'm hopin' it don't come to that but i
Burly act every contract negotiation
Give me what I deserve - or ima have to waste it - procrastinate wit a Madman
Is a bad plan
That's past hating - So what recorded you better have my cash waitin' in order..
(Chorus X-Raided & Kingpen x2)
It's time to ride yellin' Madman
Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand
We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin'
Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin..
(T-Nutty)
I'm here
So when I take my seat at the table - ima rip everybody on your label
From the celebrities to the unable..
Most definitely it's gone get payed for
N***a don't play broke - I need those chips
So I can turn em into mashed potatoes
Lyrical K.O - to establish a better pay-roll
Tryna have it to where de-leigo
My eigo - soon as I say so..
Young T-Nutty cuzz - next in the line
Wipe me up a little bit n***a.. and I bet you I shine
It's time to ride yellin'
Cash man.. to the record companies
Cos i'm doin' bad man and honest business if you ain't ?dunkin?' me
Dunkin' me in the soundproof - like your name was Michael Jordan
Tryna grind off my rap - with rhymes 'you just ask
The '?.....?' thinkin' ima support
Doubt my lifestyle's important and when I'm broke it starts to shorten
So don't come up short - Im a youngsta but i'm a locc
N***a don't act like you don't know - It's T-Nutty from the four
Gettin' nutty for the doe
(Chorus X-Raided & Kingpen x1)
It's time to ride yellin' Madman
Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand
We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin'
Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin..
(X-Raided)
"ITS TIME TO RIDE"..
