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Doperide Lyrics

Artist: Saliva
Album: Every Six Seconds

Comin down like a hatchet, rollin with the masses, throwin my matches atop of a gasoline package. Throwin rhymes like ratchets, playas with passion comin disastrous bashin. Runnin round with the wrong crowd acting like you all down, bout it, bout it, but you bow down. Whatâ‚¬â„¢s up with you, whatâ‚¬â„¢s up with you, whatâ‚¬â„¢s up with me, youâ‚¬â„¢re the one that I see through. Right, left take a ride in the doperide, yeah. Right, left take a ride. Getting paid in the last days. Rage of the teenage. Comin out strong and hard and on the front page. Havenâ‚¬â„¢t I stated, never been faded. If youâ‚¬â„¢re steppin up, for sure youâ‚¬â„¢re getting wasted. Hangin out base in time youâ‚¬â„¢re wasted, hear you talkin local scene, Iâ‚¬â„¢m talkin nation. Everything I will be, everything I should be, everything youâ‚¬â„¢ll never be, everything you canâ‚¬â„¢t but wanna be. Right, Left, take a ride in the doperide, yeah. Right, left take a ride. No apologies like Iâ‚¬â„¢m born-again. No authorities gonna fumble my legs. Rollin with the masses throwin my
matches, atop of a gasoline package.

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