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(Cell Block) Pour out a little liqour, live by the gun, die by the gun My moms had always said when I was young, I wouldn't last long She said I was too crazy, only concerned with makin babies Never looking for work, the streets raised me for more Schooled in laws and currency by the ways of robbery Thought they⤠never stop me, I keep it way greasy But like all good things, sometimes they gotta end My memory lives on, in every system that you bump this in
(Foe Foe) Now that all the weed has been smoked, and all the laws have been broke give me a moment of silence, cause I'm stopping the violence Its my last ride!!! my last time, my last rhyme, the last of the real g That have truly crossed the line
Don't shed a tear for me, my shit was history And how they feel for me, will never be a mystery My memory is stronger than the faith that in that reverend Laying my body to the ground and all my peoples around
(Converse) My last ride, I'll see you on the other side Its so hard to say good-bye, I really don't want to say good-bye My last ride, you was hating everything I said I was livin suicidal, rollin with the walking dead My last ride, I was looking in from the outside My last ride was so tight, Converse gon⠢e alright My last ride, with the reaper and the 45 My last ride, in the plane, no parachute and sky dive
(Chorus 2x) My last ride! On my way to my funeral service! My last ride! Im not crying cause I know I deserved it! My last ride! Put my body in the coffin and drop me! My last ride! I was destined to ride, nothing could stop me
(Full Clip) The last time I seen that shell, well damn I pistol forhead and exploded the head of that man And as his body crumbled, check this here I picked that casing up, and I had to shed a tear Cause I knew, and it knew we'll never see again Forensic cops had took my little friend I had to skip town and leave my baby bubba
But I'm cold, and in nice moments, I watch a head splatta
(Lil Shank)
Donⴠfollow me, make your own way
There's too many baby gⳠlayin in the casket today
And thatⳠa shame
Pour out a sip of 40, but it wonⴠbring your homie back
Cause when you live by the gat, your goin up on your back
Wearing a suit covered in dirt, like a sycamore tree
My homieⳠgone in this reality it's sad to see his family
And all the rydas wellin up and then breakin down
But this is last ride, as we commend his body to the ground
(Chorus 2x)
My last ride! On my way to my funeral service!
My last ride! Im not crying cause I know I deserved it!
My last ride! Put my body in the coffin and drop me!
My last ride! I was destined to ride, nothing could stop me
(Bullet)
My last ride, I'm no bullet, I'm a spent up shell
Full of pent up hell, my ryda cartel was hard as hell
I love em, I'll admit it.. my whole life was exsquisite
When it was time to ride, we never whine, we just did it
Ill be a ryda whether up in heaven or hell
Now that a muthafucka dead, I hope my records will sell
I'm on my last ride, my hearse is black like I predicted
Bury Bullet with the strap and put the loaded clip up in it
This is my last ride⦼br>
(Sawed Off)
I remember every last second, gaspin, getting no love
Shaking from the shock, open wound oozing blood
The last time for everything, scraping in the streets
Somkin weed, ridin through the hood, letting off my heat
I gotta stay strong, hold on, and hope someone will come along
Daddy always told me, learn my right from wrong
So when you bury me, take care of me, free drinks on the house
Six guns salute, from my rydas right before they ride out
(Chorus 2x)
My last ride! On my way to my funeral service!
My last ride! Im not crying cause I know I deserved it!
My last ride! Put my body in the coffin and drop me!
My last ride! I was destined to ride, nothing could stop me
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music mostly rap heavy metal and techno especially anything from psychopathic records cause imma hard core juggalo. ink, peircings. i rap and beat box and play guitar and write poetry for a realease of all of lifes little agonies