Lyrics

Wanna measure my size, I rise above the norm The urban icon ridin' on the eye of the storm (The...) eye of the storm (The...) eye of the storm All my people from the front to back If you want it like that just move! (move!) Get ill, no time to chill Yo, you feel what I feel then move! (move!) Get ill, no time to chill No time to chill No time to chill No time, get ill (ill...) Ride with me shotgun, rock with son Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned Ride with me shotgun, rock with son Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned Ride with me shotgun, rock with son Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned Ride with me shotgun Ride with me shotgun Ride with me shotgun Ride with me shotgun Ride with me Ride with me Ride with me Ride with me shotgu- This is ground level
Writer(s): Remco-jan Prevoo, Edward C Aandewiel, Michael J M Augustus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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