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Comin down like a hatchet, rollin with the masses, throwin my matches atop of a gasoline package.
Throwin rhymes like ratchets, playas with passion comin disastrous bashin.
Runnin round with the wrong crowd acting like you all down, bout it, bout it,
but you bow down.
Whats up with you, whats up with you, whats up with me,
youre the one that I see through.
Right, left take a ride in the doperide, yeah.
Right, left take a ride.
Getting paid in the last days.
Rage of the teenage.
Comin out strong and hard and on the front page.
Havent I stated, never been faded.
If youre steppin up, for sure youre getting wasted.
Hangin out base in time youre wasted, hear you talkin local scene,
Im talkin nation.
Everything I will be, everything I should be, everything youll never be,
everything you cant but wanna be.
Right, Left, take a ride in the doperide, yeah.
Right, left take a ride.
No apologies like Im born-again.
No authorities gonna fumble my legs.
Rollin with the masses throwin my matches, atop of a gasoline package.