Nature to Ride

Album cover art for "Nature to Ride" by Spice 1

Spice 1 - Rap, West Coast Rap

Nature to Ride

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Duration: 3:20

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[Verse 1] As I wake up in the morning wipe the sleep from my eyes I realize I'm alive, another day I survived To see the Sun rise again, lord guide me in The right direction, give my daughters to your protection Keep correctional facilities away from the homies We can't be locked up, use to go to funerals Glocked up A thug sheds slugs instead of tears when he cries Throw some Chronic in his casket to say his goodbye's Drive-by's on the block, all my niggas is gone The only people making money is the funeral home See, dyin' ain't no kind of way to make a livin' And the people at that old graveyard making a killin' While a thug sheds slugs instead of tears when he cries Don't be too quick to judge, it's in his nature to ride Nigga when thugs cry tears of bullets flood the block Hit the enemy with a flurry of sh-shots, BLAOW! [Chorus (x2)] They dont know, this is thug, nature to ride This is what it sounds like, when thugs cry [Verse 2] It was me, my big sister, my mama and cold flows In the projects of Fillmoe, pimps and hoes Even though a nigga parents split up when I was one Lord bless my daddy for steppin' up and raisin' his son Handin' jewels to an innocent child, sharin' pain I was young but now I'm old enough to embrace the game I love my mama 'cause she kept me from goin' hungry and starvin Taking care of me, but I wouldn't listen I kept mobbin' In the streets, lost in the belly of the best Like demons on our corner ridin' strapped with heat In this cold place, leave you sleepin' with no trace I got homies that been hit by a killer with no face A thug sheds slugs instead of tears when he cries See struggle in the reflection of hate in his eyes I know my thug angels watchin' me wherever I go I know Pac see's me ridin, and my daddy fa sho', BLAOW [Chorus (x2)] [Verse 3] How long will you mourn a nigga that's in the grave rotten Wanna say to all my soldiers that's fallen, ain't forgotten Ridin' past the cemetery all I do is remember When we hustled in the winter, it was cold in December But we kept grindin' rain or snow, steady smashin' 'Til the cops came and you swallowed some dope without the plastic We was babies didn't know repercussions of our decisions But we learnt from each other, even though you no longer livin' My heart felt cold, my legs got weak When I was watchin' that ambulance from across the street Police and task-force, feds all on the scene And I knew it was over when I heard your mama scream All I could do was run home and tell my mama I love her Say a prayer to God and tell Him bless my young brother 'Cause a thug sheds slugs instead of tears when we cry Throw some Chronic in his casket to say my goodbye's, BLAOW! [Chorus x4]

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  • Spice 1