slow. Now we're turning nothing in to something someday. We will, we will ride forever. Time is all we have, now or never. Trade our lives to come together. We will, we will ride
t BREATHE (Hook II) Look look, they hearts racin' They start chasin' But I'm so fast when I blow past That they can't BREATHE In the presence of the
-ahh-ahh Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah go round [Busta Rhymes] Ay, ey! Just feel my presence Better than ever, back with a vengeance Ah hey, slide on baby just ride
world all that I have inside I wanna scream Let the blood flow that keeps me alive Take all these strings They call my veins Wrap them around Every fucking thing Presence
Memory, fading out Its presence still lingers in my mind Listen to your inner voice There's no escape, there's no other choice A foolish fate that came
if you can! Nothing can happen! You stay heavy on my mind, can't escape you if I try, 'Cause I know you're gonna ride... Silenced! Sleeping all day '
's taking away but he's giving Now don't give me these cars Don't give me these mansions Don't hate me just let me ride, Lord just give me light [The
sleeve up New plates on it, hold them keys up We buy the bar out, baby drink up It's the limelight, it's the car show She wanna joy ride see how fast
win Now I'll just wait till you give in You've been riding You've been riding quite a while (keep on riding), keep on, ride (keep on riding) You've
specifically for a night like tonight ya damn right [Chorus] 1,2,1,2, it's a mic check, 1,2,1,2, microphone check [Verse 2] Jumped in my ride with my
a jet pack better get back, rather step back I'ma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they neck snap Life can flip raps while riding a skateboard
bout you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better be thankful we even let y'all
) Whom die they lie in the face of our society Try at of every attempt to quiet me I got a nation that's down to ride with me Here's the deal, can I
woke up Popped in his clip and lit him a smoke up Doing about 90 trying to catch him We spotted the bastard, said commence to shooting at him Somebody was riding
carryin' birds on the public transpo Niggaz in the hood that go out like Rambo They hot since 138th had that [unverified] Young Buck, dumb fuck Two Gunz up, ride
low The game aint always fair and thats the thing though You can play your heart out everyone don't get a ring though You are in the presence of a champion
game aint always fair, and thats the thing though You can play your heart out, everyone don't get a ring though You are in the presence of a champion
staring at you, shawty, all goddamn night! Can we, uh, conversate for some Hennessey straight Or we can boogy-oogy down Til' the morning light" (Show your ride
