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Ride the Arrow

Album cover art for "Ride the Arrow" by X-Ray Da Mindbenda & Spiga & King Cesar

X-Ray Da Mindbenda & Spiga & King Cesar - Rap

Ride the Arrow

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June 26, 2003.

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X-Ray Da Mindbenda ft. Spiga and King Cesar - "Ride the Arrow" [Emcee(s): Spiga and King Cesar] [Producer(s): Metal Fingers (Original Instrumental from Metal Fingers - "Arrow Root")] [Sample (Drums): Detroit Emeralds - "You're Getting a Little Too Smart"] [Verse 1: Spiga] Rise up from under the covers and greet the sunset How deep can one get? The nightmares ain't even done yet My lungs wet from yearlong tears that I've swallowed Slowing down in deeper waters of life, drowning in sorrow I've fallen numb with Christ. Tomorrow's promised to none How many lives have extended on the strength of copping a gun? Stop with the fun and games. They fatten you for the slaughter See the demons creeping in things you're feeding your son and daughter Never thought a figment of my imagination could hurt me 'Til you taste your own blood in the air, crying for mercy I'm thirsty for life abundant. I wonder how many seen Him Or heard the message and didn't catch the meaning. Believe me I used to be a mockery to breeding the demons Right after the meetings, me and my father had a talk about how to beat 'em Where you at now? Picking the miller, looking for Heaven But going back for the one that you got to sleep with. The seven Is it worth dying, trying more to be official? Sword strapped to my back under the monkey, harder to get to Ow! I think he bit me, I hear a lion roar It's wrong to fool about, messing with nature, so what you Crying for? [Verse 2: King Cesar] Stand back, yo, uh huh, and don't come close to me You're about to hear this shit how it's s'posed to be Cook you bird-ass niggas in the roastery This hip hop shit? It need a brand-new upholstery And I'm the verbal pain reliever, the integrated Air receiver, the one that left that blood up on your cleaver Smack the shit out nonbeliever. I got that Monsta fever, and it ain't gon' stop either Bow down to King Cesar. I'm talking 'Bout right now, not at your motherfucking leisure You better recognize who we Czar, or get your Kids kidnapped from your backyard seesaw

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