Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Revolutionary Ride Music, artist - DJ EFNDate of issue: 02.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Revolutionary Ride Music |
| Started drinking every day, the lord took my legs away |
| Told me I was speeding so I slowed down and I told him |
| I don’t need them, I’ma sober up and levitate |
| Some call it a spiritual awakening |
| But the feeling down my spine I got from not making |
| It gave me a fearing chill from laziness |
| Nobody wants to fold, regardless if you unfold |
| You know it’s real when your own call and put you on hold |
| But all praises due to the most high |
| Hope both my daughters know before I die I thought they were beautiful |
| I’m laughing all the way to the bank, see I get it |
| Envision, everybody that paint just can’t be Banksy |
| My spirit is the clearest it’s ever been, with no distractions |
| Except maybe my bitch overreacting |
| But based off of past shit that I put her through she halfway forgave me for |
| I would say she acting how she supposed to be acting |
| I’m just a real nigga straight from my mother’s stomach |
| Ain’t enough cloth for all of us to be cut from it |
| Mark my words, my words shall leave marks on these street corners |
| And y’all are gonna pay me homage |
| This is what you call revolutionary ride music |
| Vibe to it, there ain’t no telling who I influence |
| (My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence |
| (Blowing clouds of loud, mixing up the elements) |
| When I’m on I sound off in this |
| Prepare for war, everything’s fair game as I |
| Lock on the target, pop it and aim |
| Exotic weed, indulge your brain |
| But those a whole 'nother strain |
| Arabic ties to my government name and shit |
| Head blow harder than a martyr strapped with a bomb to his body, word is bond |
| Quantum of Solace, acknowledge the service providers |
| EFN, from MIA to NY his reach extends |
| I got that zen-like flow, as I dive into a meditative state like Zo |
| Now I’m narrating in the zone |
| Reciprocating love with crazy hugs so I’m all good |
| Pop bottles of pain, twist them backwoods |
| Then form a cypher and spark a bonfire |
| On these NY streets of concrete and barbed wire |
| This applied to the users, this is what you call revolutionary ride music |
| This is what you call revolutionary ride music |
| Vibe to it, there ain’t no telling who I influence |
| (My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence |
| (Blowing clouds of loud, mixing up the elements) |