GHOST RIDE
My grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast"
Okay, I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast" (boys driving too fast, slow down)
I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Say nigga please, niggas bleed, niggas blow trees
Niggas live in sin so you could drown me
In the blood of Jesus, Jesus
Food stamps and welfare
Keep black man on his knees
But why is it so, that the world doesn't know
That all my brothers drowning slow
In the water
My grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast"
Okay, I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast"
I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Nigga please, nigga please
I'm black vintage
Black savage, black nasty
I'm black skinhead
I'm, wait
Ecclesiastes 15
If you don't read the Bible
I can explain what it means
Niggas and hoes, kill all your folks
Tip on your toes, through the back door
Blood on walls, shackles and chains
Is one in the same, as shoes and clothes
My grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast"
Okay, I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast" (boys driving too fast, slow down)
I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
"You boys driving too fast"
Okay, I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast" (boys driving too fast, slow down)
I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Say nigga please, niggas bleed, niggas blow trees
Niggas live in sin so you could drown me
In the blood of Jesus, Jesus
Food stamps and welfare
Keep black man on his knees
But why is it so, that the world doesn't know
That all my brothers drowning slow
In the water
My grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast"
Okay, I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast"
I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Nigga please, nigga please
I'm black vintage
Black savage, black nasty
I'm black skinhead
I'm, wait
Ecclesiastes 15
If you don't read the Bible
I can explain what it means
Niggas and hoes, kill all your folks
Tip on your toes, through the back door
Blood on walls, shackles and chains
Is one in the same, as shoes and clothes
My grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast"
Okay, I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Grandma used to tell me
"You boys driving too fast" (boys driving too fast, slow down)
I ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
Ghost ride the whip with the door wide open
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Writer(s): Sam Houston
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