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Featuring Big Remo Prod. Eric G (Verse 1) Richmond, California, playing by that green box Sitting up in a coma ,everyday on our knees watch For them bullets stream ,praying we don't see them sweet shots Never looked down on my past we used to play and rebox Every day I fought in school, every day I fought them back Every day they'd fuck with me 'cause they thought I wasn't black But I found myself in rap , but I found myself and trapped And I thought might let me fly but in fact it held me back And I used to cut my class and I used to roam them halls Run up in them bathrooms , I hid up in the stalls They started smoking weed I started playing ball I heard she feelin me, I'm trying to get them drawers And I used to think that my complexion was a burden And I was scared even to tell people that I was half persian I know my past , but my future is uncertain I hope this rap shit start working.... fuck! (Hook) x2 I'm a rider, tires burning rubber to the finish line Dinner time ye my mom I'm getting mine And burning something, maybe you should hop up in the ride Make us stop over the house where I'm getting mines Songtexte (Verse 2) I thought my fight was done, till I found what I might become Half a nigga that don't speak up ,so I never bite my tongue And I never show my cards and I never hold my breath And I had like hella friends but it's like it's no one left And it's like I always judge till I finally lost my cuz And I used to bash gay people until my sister was It's funny how people quick to condamn And if they do it only means it's something fucked up with them If you got guilt then I got flaws If you don't feel then you just lost And all my niggas still ain't rich men They pitching without a cause And now I see that this game is just a mirage If being real is a crime then niggas guilty as charged And all that I could do is stay true to me These other dudes ain't got shit to do with me And if you take the time then you could truly see And if you don't.. then that's cool with me (Hook) x2 I'm a rider, tires burning rubber to the finish line Dinner time ye my mom I'm getting mine And burning something, maybe you should hop up in the ride Make us stop over the house where I'm getting mines Aus Songtexte Mania