DJ EFN, Royce da 5'9", Your Old Droog, O.C., Reks - Revolutionary Ride Music lyrics
YOD [Brooklyn, New York]
[DJ EFN, Royce da 5'9", Your Old Droog, O.C., Reks - Revolutionary Ride Music lyrics]
This is what you call
Revolutionary ride music vibe to it
There ain’t no telling who I influence
(My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence
(Blowing clouds of loud
Mixing up the elements)
Started out a featherweight
Worked my way to heavyweight
Started drinking every day
The lord took my legs away
Told me I was speeding so I
Slowed down and I told him
I don’t need them, I'ma sober up and levitate
Some call it a spiritual awakening
But the feeling down my spine
I got from not making
It gave me a fearing chill from laziness
Nobody wants to fold
Regardless if you unfold
You know it’s real when your own
Call and put you on hold
But all praises due to the most high
Hope both my daughters know before I
Die I thought they were beautiful
I’m laughing all the way to the bank
See I get it
Envision, everybody that paint just
Can’t be Banksy
My spirit is the clearest it’s ever been
With no distractions
Except maybe my bitch overreacting
But based off of past shit that I put
Her through she halfway forgave me for
I would say she acting how
She supposed to be acting
I’m just a real nigga straight
From my mother’s stomach
Ain’t enough cloth for all of us
To be cut from it mark my words
My words shall leave marks
On these street corners
And y’all are gonna pay me homage
This is what you call
Revolutionary ride music vibe to it
There ain’t no telling who I influence
(My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence
(Blowing clouds of loud
Mixing up the elements)
When I’m on I sound off in this
Prepare for war, everything’s fair game as I
Lock on the target, pop it and aim
Exotic weed, indulge your brain
But those a whole 'nother strain
Arabic ties to my government name and shit
Head blow harder than a martyr strapped
With a bomb to his body, word is bond
Quantum of Solace
Acknowledge the service providers
EFN, from MIA to NY his reach extends
I got that zen-like flow
As I dive into a meditative state like Zo
Now I’m narrating in the zone
Reciprocating love with crazy hugs
So I’m all good
Pop bottles of pain, twist them backwoods
Then form a cypher and spark a bonfire
On these NY streets of
Concrete and barbed wire
This applied to the users
This is what you call
Revolutionary ride music
This is what you call
Revolutionary ride music vibe to it
There ain’t no telling who I influence
(My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence
(Blowing clouds of loud
Mixing up the elements)
Revolutionary ride music vibe to it
There ain’t no telling who I influence
(My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence
(Blowing clouds of loud
Mixing up the elements)
Started out a featherweight
Worked my way to heavyweight
Started drinking every day
The lord took my legs away
Told me I was speeding so I
Slowed down and I told him
I don’t need them, I'ma sober up and levitate
Some call it a spiritual awakening
But the feeling down my spine
I got from not making
It gave me a fearing chill from laziness
Nobody wants to fold
Regardless if you unfold
You know it’s real when your own
Call and put you on hold
But all praises due to the most high
Hope both my daughters know before I
Die I thought they were beautiful
I’m laughing all the way to the bank
See I get it
Envision, everybody that paint just
Can’t be Banksy
My spirit is the clearest it’s ever been
With no distractions
Except maybe my bitch overreacting
But based off of past shit that I put
Her through she halfway forgave me for
I would say she acting how
She supposed to be acting
I’m just a real nigga straight
From my mother’s stomach
Ain’t enough cloth for all of us
To be cut from it mark my words
My words shall leave marks
On these street corners
And y’all are gonna pay me homage
This is what you call
Revolutionary ride music vibe to it
There ain’t no telling who I influence
(My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence
(Blowing clouds of loud
Mixing up the elements)
When I’m on I sound off in this
Prepare for war, everything’s fair game as I
Lock on the target, pop it and aim
Exotic weed, indulge your brain
But those a whole 'nother strain
Arabic ties to my government name and shit
Head blow harder than a martyr strapped
With a bomb to his body, word is bond
Quantum of Solace
Acknowledge the service providers
EFN, from MIA to NY his reach extends
I got that zen-like flow
As I dive into a meditative state like Zo
Now I’m narrating in the zone
Reciprocating love with crazy hugs
So I’m all good
Pop bottles of pain, twist them backwoods
Then form a cypher and spark a bonfire
On these NY streets of
Concrete and barbed wire
This applied to the users
This is what you call
Revolutionary ride music
This is what you call
Revolutionary ride music vibe to it
There ain’t no telling who I influence
(My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence
(Blowing clouds of loud
Mixing up the elements)