Don't stop (uh don't yo) Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, shock yo) (Give it you got yo) (Once it's time, it's time) time to ride, ride
Yo, in the staircase, blood on the pavement I fill the quills with it let it on the pages another anthem for the killers and manglers Villains and wranglers, still in the chamber Shit, I'm scientific but my reflex's Pull out-rageous arms the floor of the basement Then bust 'nuff talons if my peoplez in I'm Larry Davis, duckin' helicopter, government agents We the language 'Riq spit will leave your shit in utter amazement I'm hot brolic it contagious The shit the Roots started got these other going through changes My is the strangest, the rhythm is anguish Y'all on the titty in your formative stages Is something in the and the way I spit That tell these crab rappers I ain't fo' no shit Black traumatic, so you have it My battin' average, full of graphic assault, it's all classic Thought, put ass-backwards in a small package Experience is all is, I'm well established Me and the mic in holy matrimony like a The technique in your reach, if you could have it For me it's automatic, it's na-tu-ral, I'm mad for hired pack metal You me?
Don't (uh don't stop yo) Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo) (Give it you got yo) (Once it's time, it's time) It's to ride, ride
Yo, the load We around a little edgy, all ready and steady like Darryl Strawberry, it figures Niggas mad from them ghetto and swine Cryin' times, disadvantegeous, man listen The story in the the same Seem like it's some things that never will change Give to a style and won't give it a name Talk 'bout consciousness a different thang Envision again, the honorable 'Riq, Hannibal speak The diabolique, animal style Out of your dreams kid, you that you seen this Fifth supreme linguist, a lyrical you with the broke down english The most freshest and cleanest, 'Riq Geez, guess what the is Kareem's beat me fiendish Don't act and squeamish, if you real make me believe it nigga
Don't stop (uh don't yo) Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo) (Give it you got yo) (Once it's time, it's time) It's to ride, ride
Yo, the rebel Jake You felt date, you better copped off, create it just save your cheddar I hit the studio with a pen and a Sippin' an ice cold Beck, huffin' the letter Driftin', shots while the plot thickens Sands in the thinnin', the last inning The and the cash and the fast women It's nothing, a lust for the keep the passion and Blaow, my tablet with firing pins Poke holes in the plastic for MCs jumpin' out and socks again Must have seen their face in the news gots to been Thought known as the cure for Same corrupt city as Mumia the Man to man, cocked, block and standoff Bang, slang up in the dance hall Yo, I hold the mic could be thrown as a pipe bomb Bring it just to sling it at your favorite Thing about my music is it shit like y'all Thought, diesel a 28-inch python You know I'm saying?
When I'm on the mic won't be no delayin'
stop (uh don't stop yo) Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo) (Give it you got yo) (Once it's time, it's time) It's time to ride,