ride Songtext
von Denzel Himself

Ride, ride, ride the beat
Change, ride, ride the beat
Ride
Ride the beat

1 2 3, I′ma buss through ya curtain
Core, you're not sure? I′m certain
Ride the beat, rip the verse
*Whatchu* Tryna be? Spit your worse
Even when I'm on my Deen, grip it first
Kids heard, I kick dirt
And spit the word
Pick your worst 18, I flick the curse
Himmy's verge, dividince′ll get you what you heard


For quite a fee, you frightened me
I drop the bars, real talk, mind your feet
I got scars, Kill Sports. Wipe ya screen
A hot one, Billboard size Chic
I′m not done
Showing you the diff from Baphom and Gotha...
'God Bars′
Kinda dizzy and I'm
Feelin ___, and you
Know the dilly, how I
Flow it silly, call me
′Gotha Himmy'

Ride, ride, ride the beat
Change, ride, ride the beat
Ride
Ride the beat

Ah, ah, okay
The chorus is done
I got that raw flow, yes
But more than just one
Applause, make noise please support me or suttin′
I might just fund like a Mortgage or suttin'
My mic check run like an Organ or suttin'
Blossom. Orchestrate the chords of Orchids or suttin′?
The more 1′s I get, the more funds I spend
More ___, on my head: more dead, facts


The morgue rung, said they got a Tender-head
Four hung from the ___ that I rep
Gored tongue cause he felt the disrespect
Will it be my own hands or them lot there?
More-time I ask myself when I'm next
Either way I′ll kill you for my own peace, respect?
Quote the best, Luciferian so Himmy got the Goats head
Goath dead

Ride, ride, ride the beat
Change, ride, ride the beat
Ride
Ride the beat