Pogo - Ride Out lyrics

Maxx 39: What am feeling like, smoke the mic like we do the doobie My crew be rolling 2 deep, the movement be the new thing Good music with the active hype, send rappers to the afterlife No effort to ever blast a mic, snatch it right then attach it right You lack positivity, more specifically i kick the energy with the synthetic chemistry Let me breathe for a bar or so The farthest ho's get the harder flow, so i charter them to smarter goals Smoke 13, like James harden clothes Raps are above the competitors I bet it hurts when i read a verse trust me son, i've been deaded worse I set an angle to destroy beats then i deploy reach With a coy speech let this f**ing boy teach I annoy feats , save some desert for the fruit cakes I got a loot chase on a screwed case of a blue paste off the dudes face Whats the clue ba**? a really rude place And a bunch of mother f**ers sitting there with a nude face No emotion, no anecdote Just panic smoke, nothing but to manage hope A poet born to the earth, i hate reading books I ate seeds and looked upon the great sea and hooks Of captians, dragons become me when i hit mics Other rappers don't like to get the facts took Spit likes dikes f**ing on your son's history though the mac book Whats got Maxx hooked to the tracks foot has practiced all his bad looks f** boys gonna stand shook, now you know how the f**ing under hand looks JLynn Everybody clap your hands Everybody clap your hands The upper-hand of what? No grip on the matter I'm clearly speaking on this beat cuz I don't give a - - - - Lets talk about the odds against me I bet you would hate me the second your friend bashed my name, saying legends of the fake plead It's a jealousy thing Need a reason to nod your head, instead of letting nature take its course – what a shame I'm breaking necks - - Spread the love and actually knock some uncommon hip hop back into this masterpiece My family tree sets some routes to take But newbs is fake Stuck on the money greed I'll plant a seed, and let it grow, and breath it in, and bump a beat Stay broke as ish But certainly the richest chick in this game Don't tell me differently, you late What a shame it is to hate Didn't know If I don't trash talk I appear soft Focus in on the intercourse its nothing me and beats could bump the night away Don't get it twisted ya'll I'm on a mission fixing all this nonsense your mom says about Nas if You TURN OFF THE F-IN' RADIO- READ A BOOK DEEP AND FlAVORFUL MEANING ALL that IS KNOWLEDGE LET IT SEEP IN SEARCH AND WHEN YOU REACH MSJLYNNMC She Abuses opportunities of Fluidly rappin stupidly on one of Bokee's beats But who is he? He's one of three in my crew The Unified Stuggle My dude