Ride (Prod. Leftfield)

Ride with me I fly so high

We drop, we hate goodbyes,

And lies,

Of all these things we hold inside,

Leap for we and keep on trying

 

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Jungle gym on the precipice,

Bench with an Oedipus,

End to the questions, shit

 

I don’t know where I’ve been, but I’m bettin’ it’s,

Lent to the message, so

Onward to better risks

 

Right left up down straight back okay

I can see where confusion ensues in a brain

I recede to the notion of who's so innate,

With a mind to exist in a plane we escape

 

On the inside, rinse lies for the dim mind

Risk pride to the bright one, everything falls

and explodes its a fact a reaction

reacting upon an intention of passion

 

To join with alike force vibe to the light

Of reflection that rides to the soul of the fight

It’s a mess of a message that holds no type

But we hold with a question that’s oh so light

 

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Ride with me I fly so high

We drop, we hate goodbyes,

And lies,

Of all these things we hold inside,

Leap for we and keep on trying

 

Life finds ways and better days,

We ride our waves, drown and drain

 

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Hey! Seen’em all movin’ our way

Get a cold call it’s a case of the maze

Piece of peace and no wait, no daze,

I control in my mind, my race

 

It’s a pot to piss in, or use to forage,

To choose the mission, and lose the bullshit,

When not admitted, but left to floor it,

Binded within, if not for portion,

 

Offerin’ acknowledgement commonly met with blockages

The want to stay anonymous, avoiding any promises

To let down, you get down, you made the bet now,

Ignoring that the truth is really true will bring the pain out,

 

As seldom comes the rain, complain of sunshine,

Some will never love it til it all dies, for all time

Some are under budget with a fat check, and ten dimes,

Call it where you cut it, up to you to have enough life, and unwind

 

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Ride with me I fly so high

We drop, we hate goodbyes,

And lies,

Of all these things we hold inside,

Leap for we and keep on trying

 

Life finds ways and better days,

We ride our waves, drown and drain