Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ride On, artist - Anthony David. Album song The Powerful Now, in the genre СоулDate of issue: 25.08.2016
Record label: Shanachie
Song language: English
Ride On |
| Little boy, raised in the ghetto, had a mind and a passion for game |
| Gifted gab, man, could he talk it, he could sell umbrellas to rain |
| Combined with the 'bility to throw them hands, man, what a wonderful thing |
| They talked about him on the west side, they heard about on the south side |
| Comin' up, no father figure made it up, pressed his way on his own |
| Bad child, mama can’t contain him always on the wrong side of the law |
| Clinked up, linked up with a code of conduct, never known before |
| Somebody’s showin' him the way now, this is where he’s oonna stay now |
| Ridin' on my horse, it’s the life for me |
| Blowin' with the wind, it’s the only time I’m free |
| Me and my brothers, the ones I call family |
| We ride on, we ride on |
| Ride on, soldier, earn yo' keep |
| Off the porch of these one percenters, hustlin is how we eat |
| You got to peep these streets for all it’s rewards and riches |
| But remember the code, young hustler, snitches get stitches |
| Rock bottom, tied up by the crime, baby girl barely knows his name |
| Man up, can’t blame the system, when you know that it’s part of the game |
| You got to use all your gifts you’ve been given at the end of the day |
| This is the wisdom of the old man, these are the lessons that they told him |
| Comin' home made the decision, to never come back again |
| Hard times, every day struggle, but he stay determined to win |
| The only way he stayed up was the times he could stay in the wind |
| Gotta leave it all behind, so he’s clearin' out his mind now |
| Ridin' on my horse, it’s the life for me |
| Blowin' with the wind, it’s the only time I’m free |
| Me and my brothers, the ones I call family |
| We ride on, we ride on |
| (Ay!) We on the road like |
| (Ay!) Switchin' lanes like |
| (Ay!) In the wind like |
| (Ay!) Pullin' up like |
| (Ay!) Turn up like |
| (Ay!) Red cup like |
| (Ay!) Zoom with it like |
| (Ay!) |
| Now the story’s been told, this game is so damn cold |
| Lace yo' boots stack ten toes |
| Keep yo' face card good, stay on yo' grind |
| Ride 'til the wheels fall off |
| Ridin' on my horse, it’s the life for me |
| Blowin' with the wind, it’s the only time I’m free |
| Me and my brothers, the ones I call family |
| We ride on, we ride on |