Every Six Seconds

Saliva Every Six Seconds Album

11.Doperide

Comin down like a hatchet, rollin with the masses, throwin my
matches atop of a gasoline package. throwin rhymes like
ratchets, playas with passion comin disastrous bashin. runnin
round with th
Ng crowd acting like you all down, bout it, bout it, but you bow
down. what's up with you, what's up with you, what's up with me,
you're the one that i see through. right, left take a ride i
Doperide, yeah. right, left take a ride. getting paid in the
last days. rage of the teenage. comin out strong and hard and on
the front page. haven't i stated, never been faded. if you're
ste
Up, for sure you're getting wasted. hangin out base in time
you're wasted, hear you talkin local scene, i'm talkin nation.
everything i will be, everything i should be, everything you'll
nev
, everything you can't but wanna be. right, left, take a ride in
the doperide, yeah. right, left take a ride. no apologies like
i'm born-again. no authorities gonna fumble my legs. rollin with
Masses throwin my
Matches, atop of a gasoline package.