Madchild, Aspects, Mike P. - Ride or Die lyrics

Ride or die I'm a ride till I'm gone

I ride for mine and I ride for the cause
I go hard for ma dogs even
If I gotta see a coffin
Plan to die plan to rise like the apes
Going ape shit gorilla throwing
Feces in their face
Should wear a fucking cape cause I'm Wayne
I'm a superhero escape my fate
Fuck police fuck your stupid barrel
I'm riding drunk with ma hands on the pump
Couple bodies in the trunk on
The way to get dumped
Smelling like a skunk like I'm Pepe Le Pew
On my way to go and score
Like what Gretzky would do
And I'm packing 2 nines and i'm too fine
And in due time i'll be living large
And when i'm in the line in
The sky i'm hitting God
For giving the world too many
Frauds and not enough riders
Too many blood sucking bitches
Not enough spiders

Yo the spotlight is mine it
Ain't his no more

Now get up off your ass like yo seats hot
Cause i'm rough rider
Yo the spotlight is mine it
Ain't his no more

Now get up off your ass like yo seats hot
Cause i'm rough rider

Ride or die mother fucker I will not stop
Chrome engine muscle car with the drop top
Hit the highway ima do it my way
Frank Sinatra in this bitch make you vibrate
I don't laugh about bitches
Wearing red bottoms i talk about warlords
Pirates and dead goblins
Little monster I am banned from America
Not that i'm a problem i'm
A bad judge of character
Samurai sword, damn, am I bored
Hammer like Thor
Cameras on tour, grammar hardcore
Little monster hashtags smash bags
Cut these little bitches up and put
Them in a trash bag
I'm a get the last laugh hit
You with that crack sound
Bend them to the wind and then
I blend into the background
Blackout match up killing them
With snow goons
Pull a butcher knife and blood gets
Splattered round the whole room
Blockwise backs war that's the entire empire
Dragon gang poison in my pen fire
Sick white boy style meticulous
But still got constituents
Stoned off obituates
Madchild is vicious bitch box
Full of kilowatts
Float like a butterfly sting
Like a killer wasp i was in the belly of
The beast until he vomited
Everybody got a brain but mine
There's something wrong with it


Ayo ma third eye open smoking meditating
Oceans of medication floating and levitating
A ghost woulda had a amen
Roast you for preparation
And then eat you alive your soul
End up dead in the matrix
Picture me rolling with swollen
I see no limitation
I see no invitation on ma own I will make it
Throne's for the taking the flow is amazing
I'm patient I know it's a race since
I been born I been chasing
Spit a storm in your face and you
Know it pours when it's raining
Rip a hole let's go page out
And kick a scorpio statement
Too many rappers and they
Boys think they famous
End up dead corpse in a basement
Poletti used swords to erase them
I come hard like the core of the pavement
Oral persuasion like the way I rap she hit's
The floor like she's wasted
It's ride or die and I'm rolling Jamaican
No filtration in what I'm saying
The future insane Shane in the making
My stage name isn't changing same
Name which was gave
When I came claiming the game and
Slayed lames with the ages

Yo man ready to plan heavy the clan deadly