Passenger Side
Motherfucking Z-Ro
Tired of this motherfucking passenger side man
When I'ma drive
Living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
Living in the passenger side, a way of life
We're the cheerers today, because the murderers pay tonight
They tell me I'm a profit when I'm pimping my pen
But my immediate surroundings got me living in sin
I put my faith in a fifty dollar bottle of drink
Using my focus choking smash on the throttle and thank the Lord
For giving me another way to get paid
King of the motherfucking ghetto where these guns get sprayed
Whether I'm back in with a bitch, I'm breaking Benz 'til lunch
But it's either that or TK brothers catchin' T's while we dunk
Street famous, a motherfucker guard me without a dot
It's like a murder scene without a victim, tall but still seen
Like my face, can't place it at the scene of the crime
Multiple shots never saw me but saw the beam of my nine
Forever living as a thug until they give me my credit
'Cause I'm the strongest baby, don't you forget it, meanwhile
Living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne
I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
Living in the passenger side, I want to to push a 600
But poverty refuse to let me drive
I wonder why drug dealers and killers live plush
Hoping niggas have a tendency to give up
Do I have to sell my soul, forever living in sin?
I that the price I got to pay to take a spin in the Benz?
I'd rather stay a poor nigga 'cause the fire gone burn
No hesitation through my dirt and then my tires gon' turn
See I'm living on the passenger side, visualize
I come and bomb in a condo with black lacquer inside
Took a long time coming, but I'm finally made
I wait for me and my niggas and now we finally paid
Yeah the paper is gravy, but I want right to the throne
'Cause whether reggae, R&B or rap I write to the song
Oh jiggy bitches ain't nothing to me, I slap them down
Real niggas move around 'cause it ain't nothing to see
Because I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
Living in the passenger side, I've been incarcerated
Plenty of times, never once did they let me slide
I guess it's because of the dark skin I have
Ain't no telling when I release the black Mac 10 I have
Is it a hundred mile motherfucking animal
Gasoline around your residence 'cause it's flammable
Genocide, I get banned on that, I stand on that
Won't catch me by surprise baby 'cause I planned on that
And even worse than that, to make me feel low
My black skin is a murdering bust the fucking door
Now if I had three wishes, what would be the first?
To bring back all my people that done rolled in a hearse
Say hello to my mother, we up in paradise
Well reality is full of leaches and parasites
I keep it real with the game, so I report what I see
And tell the chairs of the passenger, plus the driver seat nigga
Living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne? (Feel me?)
2k1, motherfucking Z-Ro the Crooked
Thou can't stop me nigga
Motherfucking energizer, feel that
S.U.C. for life, south side for live, uh
Tired of this motherfucking passenger side man
When I'ma drive
Living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
Living in the passenger side, a way of life
We're the cheerers today, because the murderers pay tonight
They tell me I'm a profit when I'm pimping my pen
But my immediate surroundings got me living in sin
I put my faith in a fifty dollar bottle of drink
Using my focus choking smash on the throttle and thank the Lord
For giving me another way to get paid
King of the motherfucking ghetto where these guns get sprayed
Whether I'm back in with a bitch, I'm breaking Benz 'til lunch
But it's either that or TK brothers catchin' T's while we dunk
Street famous, a motherfucker guard me without a dot
It's like a murder scene without a victim, tall but still seen
Like my face, can't place it at the scene of the crime
Multiple shots never saw me but saw the beam of my nine
Forever living as a thug until they give me my credit
'Cause I'm the strongest baby, don't you forget it, meanwhile
Living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne
I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
Living in the passenger side, I want to to push a 600
But poverty refuse to let me drive
I wonder why drug dealers and killers live plush
Hoping niggas have a tendency to give up
Do I have to sell my soul, forever living in sin?
I that the price I got to pay to take a spin in the Benz?
I'd rather stay a poor nigga 'cause the fire gone burn
No hesitation through my dirt and then my tires gon' turn
See I'm living on the passenger side, visualize
I come and bomb in a condo with black lacquer inside
Took a long time coming, but I'm finally made
I wait for me and my niggas and now we finally paid
Yeah the paper is gravy, but I want right to the throne
'Cause whether reggae, R&B or rap I write to the song
Oh jiggy bitches ain't nothing to me, I slap them down
Real niggas move around 'cause it ain't nothing to see
Because I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
Living in the passenger side, I've been incarcerated
Plenty of times, never once did they let me slide
I guess it's because of the dark skin I have
Ain't no telling when I release the black Mac 10 I have
Is it a hundred mile motherfucking animal
Gasoline around your residence 'cause it's flammable
Genocide, I get banned on that, I stand on that
Won't catch me by surprise baby 'cause I planned on that
And even worse than that, to make me feel low
My black skin is a murdering bust the fucking door
Now if I had three wishes, what would be the first?
To bring back all my people that done rolled in a hearse
Say hello to my mother, we up in paradise
Well reality is full of leaches and parasites
I keep it real with the game, so I report what I see
And tell the chairs of the passenger, plus the driver seat nigga
Living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne?
I'm living in the passenger side
I want to be the driver but I continue to ride
Will the game recognize me as the best?
I go from home to the dome
If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne? (Feel me?)
2k1, motherfucking Z-Ro the Crooked
Thou can't stop me nigga
Motherfucking energizer, feel that
S.U.C. for life, south side for live, uh
Credits
Writer(s): Antoon Anthony Tolsma, Guillermo Maatsen
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