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Black Box Ride On Time

ride, Can you handle the drive? Act on it, 'cause life can flash before your eyes. Time flies, lows and highs, and that's no surprise, Come along for the ride

it first on how I shitted on your turf At times, Cuban Link verse, yo Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry drippin' Face in the box, I

money on ice so, stay up homie If you locked in the box keep makin' it through Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you All my peoples

you fake ass DJ's and shit like that Straight outta Q.B. all the way around the motherfuckin' world Black Frank Sinatra on yo' ass Q.B. Braveheart nigga (Put it on

's on Vernor (Yeah, whut) Dumpin' dead bodies behind the Del Ray Cafe, the Posse's on Vernor (Southwest buddy) Fuckin' bitches on the grass in Paton, the Posse's on

got stabbed Wrong place and wrong time don?t exist no more Or for according to the Gravedigga law So watch what you do ?fore a fool talks back And behold, riding on

trench coat lil ride the door Triple Six in the room with some vannah on armed in the coat telling everybody don't move I'm fiending hit the ice box for

means nobody's ????? take a blow to the group we troups we neva die, i told yall mother fuckers time after time, we uptown niggas livin violent violent nowi'm ride

right", the boss and the hideous That tight ass bitch, Tangy ain't got nothin' on this As far as havin' me get, I spit the playa poppin' con I put that piece in the box