Lyrics
All my people from the front to back
All my people from the front to back
All my people from the front to back
If you want it like that just move
Get ill, no time to chill
You feel what I feel then move
Ride with me shotgun
Heads bop to the drums
Ride with me shotgun
Still shocked and stunned
This is ground level
Ride with me shotgun
Wanna measure my size, I rise above the norm
The urban icon riding on the eye of the storm
The-the-the-the eye of the storm
The-the-the-the eye of the storm
All my people from the front to back
If you want it like that just move
Get ill, no time to chill
You feel what I feel then move
Get ill, no time to chill
No time to chill, no time to chill
No time to get ill-ill-ill-ill-ill-ill-ill-ill-ill
Ride with me shotgun, rock with son
Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned
Ride with me shotgun, rock with son
Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned
Ride with me shotgun, rock with son
Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned
Ride with me shotgun, ride with me shotgun
Ride with me shotgun, ride with me shotgun
Ride with me, ride with me, ride with me, ride with me, shotgun
This is ground level