| Song | Let's Ride |
| Artist | (hed) p.e. |
| Album | Major Pain 2 Indee Freedom-The Best of (hed) p.e. |
| 作词 : (hed) p.e. | |
| 作曲 : (hed) p.e. | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I drink, I smoke, I **** | |
| My kind we fight in the club | |
| I mix up that vodka with that chronic and I feel that love | |
| I dream, I work, I bleed | |
| I say things that I don't really mean | |
| I'm not into jailbait but my girlfriend's only seventeen | |
| Can I hit that, can I rip that, can I lick that, can I get that from behind? | |
| I'm murderin' and stabbin' so much vag I'm wanted for vagacide | |
| I'm livin a life of sin, no I don't have any friends | |
| Now the rain is coming and I'm runnin from myself again | |
| [Pre-Chorus] | |
| I feel this darkness coming over me | |
| It's takin over me | |
| Now you can rest in pieces by | |
| The time the sun goes down | |
| Now nigga you can rest in pieces | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Let's ride! Yeah everybody gonna die | |
| **** the world nigga, ain't nobody gettin' out alive | |
| Let's ride mother****a, we all gonna die | |
| We already dead, ain't nobody gettin' out | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| I paint a picture that's perfect so you can see what I'm sayin' | |
| I state it perfectly clearly so that you know I ain't playin' | |
| Cause I don't give a **** about you or that shit that you sayin' | |
| Because you caught up in the matrix, you blind, you sleepin' homie | |
| I dream, I work, I bleed, I, I say things that I don't really mean | |
| But mostly when I drink too much and I'm smoking too much kush and | |
| I'm under too much pressure, I think I think too much | |
| I can't find my piece of mind I feel like I'm losin' touch | |
| [Pre-Chorus] | |
| I feel this darkness comin' over me | |
| I can't take it, I can't escape all this hatin' | |
| It's my turn I'm retaliatin' now | |
| By the time the sun goes down | |
| I know you feel me nigga, you feel me nigga? | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Let's ride! Yeah everybody gonna die | |
| **** the world nigga, ain't nobody gettin out alive | |
| Let's ride mother****a, we all gonna die | |
| We already dead ain't nobody gettin out | |
| So throw your guns up playa and raise 'em up high | |
| It's a revolution, you know we can't be denied | |
| This is P E homie, we born to ride | |
| This a mother****in' gang and we down for life | |
| Let's ride! All day, all night | |
| Let's ride! Its dead or alive | |
| Lets ride! Everybody gonna die | |
| **** the world nigga, ain't nobody gettin out | |
| [Bridge] | |
| No, no I won't stop, I just rock, and I battle your whole clique | |
| You a homo, you a trick, silly faggot ass bitch | |
| I expose that dirty bitch for the ho that she is | |
| Make her cry, make her thighs twitch, then cum on her tits | |
| I'mma rock, I'mma a roll, I'mma a shock to your soul | |
| When I flow niggas know I'm like now, come on though | |
| Every note that I wrote will make you jump out your throat | |
| On that high oh so high so I don't know where the time goes | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| I try to do right, and I can't figure out | |
| Why I get schizo and psycho I go Jeckle to Hyde | |
| It's these voices inside, it's that darkness above me | |
| Makes me turn away from good to bad then to ugly | |
| That's why drugs seem so lovely like a way to escape | |
| All this ugliness above me how much more can we take | |
| 'Til we break and we take back the world from these fake mother****ers | |
| I hate big brother, uh do you think it's too late? |
| zuò cí : hed p. e. | |
| zuò qǔ : hed p. e. | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I drink, I smoke, I | |
| My kind we fight in the club | |
| I mix up that vodka with that chronic and I feel that love | |
| I dream, I work, I bleed | |
| I say things that I don' t really mean | |
| I' m not into jailbait but my girlfriend' s only seventeen | |
| Can I hit that, can I rip that, can I lick that, can I get that from behind? | |
| I' m murderin' and stabbin' so much vag I' m wanted for vagacide | |
| I' m livin a life of sin, no I don' t have any friends | |
| Now the rain is coming and I' m runnin from myself again | |
| PreChorus | |
| I feel this darkness coming over me | |
| It' s takin over me | |
| Now you can rest in pieces by | |
| The time the sun goes down | |
| Now nigga you can rest in pieces | |
| Chorus | |
| Let' s ride! Yeah everybody gonna die | |
| the world nigga, ain' t nobody gettin' out alive | |
| Let' s ride mother a, we all gonna die | |
| We already dead, ain' t nobody gettin' out | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I paint a picture that' s perfect so you can see what I' m sayin' | |
| I state it perfectly clearly so that you know I ain' t playin' | |
| Cause I don' t give a about you or that shit that you sayin' | |
| Because you caught up in the matrix, you blind, you sleepin' homie | |
| I dream, I work, I bleed, I, I say things that I don' t really mean | |
| But mostly when I drink too much and I' m smoking too much kush and | |
| I' m under too much pressure, I think I think too much | |
| I can' t find my piece of mind I feel like I' m losin' touch | |
| PreChorus | |
| I feel this darkness comin' over me | |
| I can' t take it, I can' t escape all this hatin' | |
| It' s my turn I' m retaliatin' now | |
| By the time the sun goes down | |
| I know you feel me nigga, you feel me nigga? | |
| Chorus | |
| Let' s ride! Yeah everybody gonna die | |
| the world nigga, ain' t nobody gettin out alive | |
| Let' s ride mother a, we all gonna die | |
| We already dead ain' t nobody gettin out | |
| So throw your guns up playa and raise ' em up high | |
| It' s a revolution, you know we can' t be denied | |
| This is P E homie, we born to ride | |
| This a mother in' gang and we down for life | |
| Let' s ride! All day, all night | |
| Let' s ride! Its dead or alive | |
| Lets ride! Everybody gonna die | |
| the world nigga, ain' t nobody gettin out | |
| Bridge | |
| No, no I won' t stop, I just rock, and I battle your whole clique | |
| You a homo, you a trick, silly faggot ass bitch | |
| I expose that dirty bitch for the ho that she is | |
| Make her cry, make her thighs twitch, then cum on her tits | |
| I' mma rock, I' mma a roll, I' mma a shock to your soul | |
| When I flow niggas know I' m like now, come on though | |
| Every note that I wrote will make you jump out your throat | |
| On that high oh so high so I don' t know where the time goes | |
| Verse 3 | |
| I try to do right, and I can' t figure out | |
| Why I get schizo and psycho I go Jeckle to Hyde | |
| It' s these voices inside, it' s that darkness above me | |
| Makes me turn away from good to bad then to ugly | |
| That' s why drugs seem so lovely like a way to escape | |
| All this ugliness above me how much more can we take | |
| ' Til we break and we take back the world from these fake mother ers | |
| I hate big brother, uh do you think it' s too late? |