Roving Gangster (Rollin')
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๐ ID: 1141419
๐ Lyrics
Everything's tight from my loot to my friends
I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends
But I've been that route too many times
If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crime
I wish for that which my heart holds near
But ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hear
I've been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last
You were jockin' that bullshit, now you look like an ass
Well get gassed in your garage of sickness
As I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness
'Cause I've got plenty of rhymes to spill
Ain't got nothin' more than time to kill
Form like a blister, drink like a failure
Rip like a twister right through a trailer
Park after dark is when you'll see me comin'
My gun's gunnin' and the 808's hummin'
Raw, raw, rip-rock-rude
Sample anything I like and never get sued
At 18 I had a hardcore attitude
When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube
It's true, I'm from the old school
Where the rules don't bend and the beats don't end
No place to be
I gotta let these Knuckles know just who the fuck I be
I'm still the (body rocking three emcee)
(So clap your hands to what he's doing)
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
I'm a contradiction, I'm a twist of fate
See me rollin'
You got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searchin' underneath the sun
I'm dead as shit, but I ain't been killed
See I'm a Mack, I'm a truck, but I'm Peter built
I am the Trucker and my ego's large
I'm the K to the I, call me sarge
Roll number seven, raise south of heaven
See my crew comin', hear them Harley's revvin'
I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of hits
Got 3 LP's but I ain't got no hits
Said I'm a grateful, hateful, little son of a G
I'm a deadhead runnin' from the DPD
Got soul so plagued with the rhythm's cancer
Grab a pole and you'll be swingin' like a topless dancer
Biltmore Beavers and a top dog coat
Top car, four vogues on a hundred spokes
Got a roundtrip ticket to the Promised Land
If it ain't all that I'll be back, my man
Rollin', you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching underneath the sun
Rollin', you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching underneath the sun
Yeah
Uh, come on
Days roll by and they roll too fast
I said days roll by, I watch them pass
Yeah, you wanna roll with rock
And party with the crews that just don't stop, uh-huh, yeah
Rollin', you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching underneath the sun
Searching underneath the sun
Searching underneath the sun
I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends
But I've been that route too many times
If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crime
I wish for that which my heart holds near
But ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hear
I've been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last
You were jockin' that bullshit, now you look like an ass
Well get gassed in your garage of sickness
As I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness
'Cause I've got plenty of rhymes to spill
Ain't got nothin' more than time to kill
Form like a blister, drink like a failure
Rip like a twister right through a trailer
Park after dark is when you'll see me comin'
My gun's gunnin' and the 808's hummin'
Raw, raw, rip-rock-rude
Sample anything I like and never get sued
At 18 I had a hardcore attitude
When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube
It's true, I'm from the old school
Where the rules don't bend and the beats don't end
No place to be
I gotta let these Knuckles know just who the fuck I be
I'm still the (body rocking three emcee)
(So clap your hands to what he's doing)
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
I'm a contradiction, I'm a twist of fate
See me rollin'
You got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searchin' underneath the sun
I'm dead as shit, but I ain't been killed
See I'm a Mack, I'm a truck, but I'm Peter built
I am the Trucker and my ego's large
I'm the K to the I, call me sarge
Roll number seven, raise south of heaven
See my crew comin', hear them Harley's revvin'
I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of hits
Got 3 LP's but I ain't got no hits
Said I'm a grateful, hateful, little son of a G
I'm a deadhead runnin' from the DPD
Got soul so plagued with the rhythm's cancer
Grab a pole and you'll be swingin' like a topless dancer
Biltmore Beavers and a top dog coat
Top car, four vogues on a hundred spokes
Got a roundtrip ticket to the Promised Land
If it ain't all that I'll be back, my man
Rollin', you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching underneath the sun
Rollin', you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching underneath the sun
Yeah
Uh, come on
Days roll by and they roll too fast
I said days roll by, I watch them pass
Yeah, you wanna roll with rock
And party with the crews that just don't stop, uh-huh, yeah
Rollin', you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching underneath the sun
Searching underneath the sun
Searching underneath the sun
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.49] Everything's tight from my loot to my friends
[00:14.07] I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends
[00:16.45] But I've been that route too many times
[00:19.34] If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crime
[00:22.22] I wish for that which my heart holds near
[00:25.05] But ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hear
[00:27.61] I've been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last
[00:30.28] You were jockin' that bullshit, now you look like an ass
[00:33.46] Well get gassed in your garage of sickness
[00:35.78] As I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness
[00:38.64] 'Cause I've got plenty of rhymes to spill
[00:41.08] Ain't got nothin' more than time to kill
[00:43.93] Form like a blister, drink like a failure
[00:46.86] Rip like a twister right through a trailer
[00:49.47] Park after dark is when you'll see me comin'
[00:52.01] My gun's gunnin' and the 808's hummin'
[00:54.95] Raw, raw, rip-rock-rude
[00:57.35] Sample anything I like and never get sued
[00:59.93] At 18 I had a hardcore attitude
[01:02.88] When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube
[01:05.75] It's true, I'm from the old school
[01:08.39] Where the rules don't bend and the beats don't end
[01:12.53] No place to be
[01:13.84] I gotta let these Knuckles know just who the fuck I be
[01:16.58] I'm still the (body rocking three emcee)
[01:19.25] (So clap your hands to what he's doing)
[01:22.13] I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
[01:24.73] I'm a contradiction, I'm a twist of fate
[01:29.69] See me rollin'
[01:32.26] You got me rollin'
[01:35.65] I'm rollin'
[01:38.08] Searchin' underneath the sun
[01:41.26]
[02:03.02] I'm dead as shit, but I ain't been killed
[02:05.32] See I'm a Mack, I'm a truck, but I'm Peter built
[02:08.62] I am the Trucker and my ego's large
[02:11.04] I'm the K to the I, call me sarge
[02:14.37] Roll number seven, raise south of heaven
[02:16.72] See my crew comin', hear them Harley's revvin'
[02:19.32] I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of hits
[02:22.03] Got 3 LP's but I ain't got no hits
[02:24.32] Said I'm a grateful, hateful, little son of a G
[02:27.57] I'm a deadhead runnin' from the DPD
[02:30.12] Got soul so plagued with the rhythm's cancer
[02:32.84] Grab a pole and you'll be swingin' like a topless dancer
[02:36.03] Biltmore Beavers and a top dog coat
[02:38.38] Top car, four vogues on a hundred spokes
[02:41.26] Got a roundtrip ticket to the Promised Land
[02:43.90] If it ain't all that I'll be back, my man
[02:46.75] Rollin', you got me rollin'
[02:52.20] I'm rollin'
[02:54.28] Searching underneath the sun
[02:57.89] Rollin', you got me rollin'
[03:02.88] I'm rollin'
[03:04.90] Searching underneath the sun
[03:10.83] Yeah
[03:11.67] Uh, come on
[03:19.67] Days roll by and they roll too fast
[03:24.56] I said days roll by, I watch them pass
[03:30.62] Yeah, you wanna roll with rock
[03:32.95] And party with the crews that just don't stop, uh-huh, yeah
[03:41.33] Rollin', you got me rollin'
[03:46.67] I'm rollin'
[03:48.72] Searching underneath the sun
[03:59.66] Searching underneath the sun
[04:10.59] Searching underneath the sun
[04:14.23]
[00:14.07] I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends
[00:16.45] But I've been that route too many times
[00:19.34] If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crime
[00:22.22] I wish for that which my heart holds near
[00:25.05] But ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hear
[00:27.61] I've been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last
[00:30.28] You were jockin' that bullshit, now you look like an ass
[00:33.46] Well get gassed in your garage of sickness
[00:35.78] As I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness
[00:38.64] 'Cause I've got plenty of rhymes to spill
[00:41.08] Ain't got nothin' more than time to kill
[00:43.93] Form like a blister, drink like a failure
[00:46.86] Rip like a twister right through a trailer
[00:49.47] Park after dark is when you'll see me comin'
[00:52.01] My gun's gunnin' and the 808's hummin'
[00:54.95] Raw, raw, rip-rock-rude
[00:57.35] Sample anything I like and never get sued
[00:59.93] At 18 I had a hardcore attitude
[01:02.88] When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube
[01:05.75] It's true, I'm from the old school
[01:08.39] Where the rules don't bend and the beats don't end
[01:12.53] No place to be
[01:13.84] I gotta let these Knuckles know just who the fuck I be
[01:16.58] I'm still the (body rocking three emcee)
[01:19.25] (So clap your hands to what he's doing)
[01:22.13] I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
[01:24.73] I'm a contradiction, I'm a twist of fate
[01:29.69] See me rollin'
[01:32.26] You got me rollin'
[01:35.65] I'm rollin'
[01:38.08] Searchin' underneath the sun
[01:41.26]
[02:03.02] I'm dead as shit, but I ain't been killed
[02:05.32] See I'm a Mack, I'm a truck, but I'm Peter built
[02:08.62] I am the Trucker and my ego's large
[02:11.04] I'm the K to the I, call me sarge
[02:14.37] Roll number seven, raise south of heaven
[02:16.72] See my crew comin', hear them Harley's revvin'
[02:19.32] I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of hits
[02:22.03] Got 3 LP's but I ain't got no hits
[02:24.32] Said I'm a grateful, hateful, little son of a G
[02:27.57] I'm a deadhead runnin' from the DPD
[02:30.12] Got soul so plagued with the rhythm's cancer
[02:32.84] Grab a pole and you'll be swingin' like a topless dancer
[02:36.03] Biltmore Beavers and a top dog coat
[02:38.38] Top car, four vogues on a hundred spokes
[02:41.26] Got a roundtrip ticket to the Promised Land
[02:43.90] If it ain't all that I'll be back, my man
[02:46.75] Rollin', you got me rollin'
[02:52.20] I'm rollin'
[02:54.28] Searching underneath the sun
[02:57.89] Rollin', you got me rollin'
[03:02.88] I'm rollin'
[03:04.90] Searching underneath the sun
[03:10.83] Yeah
[03:11.67] Uh, come on
[03:19.67] Days roll by and they roll too fast
[03:24.56] I said days roll by, I watch them pass
[03:30.62] Yeah, you wanna roll with rock
[03:32.95] And party with the crews that just don't stop, uh-huh, yeah
[03:41.33] Rollin', you got me rollin'
[03:46.67] I'm rollin'
[03:48.72] Searching underneath the sun
[03:59.66] Searching underneath the sun
[04:10.59] Searching underneath the sun
[04:14.23]