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| Coolio Miscellaneous Fantastic Voyage (Timber Mix) Aight (uhh yeah oh yeah that's right... peace!) (yeah yeah that's the ticket) Come on y'all let's take a ride Don't you say shit just get inside It's time to take yo' ass on another kind of trip Cause you can't have the hop if you don't have the hip Grab your gat with the extra clip and close your eyes and hit the switch We're goin to a place where everybody kick it Kick it kick it yeah that's the ticket Ain't no bloodin, ain't no crippin Ain't no punk-ass nigga set trippin Everybody got a stack and it ain't no crack And it really don't matter if you're white or black, I wanna take you there like the Staple Singers Put somethin in the tank and I know that I can bring ya If you can't take the heat get ya ass out the kitchen We on a mission Chorus: Come along and ride on a, fantastic voyage Slide slide slippity-slide Hittin switches on the block in a sixty-five Come along and ride on a, fantastic voyage Slide slide who-ride Ain't no valley low enough for mountain high I'm tryin to find a place where I can live my life and maybe eat some steak with my beans and rice, a place where my kids can play outside without livin in fear of a driveby And even if I get away from them driveby killers I still got to worry bout those snitch-ass niggaz I keep on searchin, and I keep on lookin But niggaz are the same from Watts to Brooklyn I try to keep my faith in my people But sometime my people be actin like they evil You don't understand about runnin with a gang Cause you don't gangbang, and You don't have to stand on the corner and slang Cause you got your own thang You can't help me if you can't help yourself You better make a left Chorus: Come along and ride on a, fantastic voyage Slide slide slippity-slide I do what I do just to survive Come along and ride on a, fantastic voyage Slide slide who-ride That's why I pack my forty-five Life is a bitch and then you die Still tryin to get a piece of that apple pie Every game ain't the same cause the game still remains Don't it seem kinda strange ain't a damn thing change If you don't work then, you don't eat And only down ass niggaz can ride with me Hop hop hop the five quickly down the block Stay suckafree and keep the busters off your jock You gotta have heart, son, if you wanna go Watch this sweet chariot swing low Ain't nobody cryin, ain't nobody dyin Ain't nobody worried, everybody's tryin Nuttin from nuttin leaves nuttin If you wanna have sumpin, you better stop frontin What you gonna do when the five roll by You better be ready, so you can ride Chorus: Come along and ride on a, fantastic voyage Slide slide slippity-slide When you're living in the city it's do or die Come along and ride on a, fantastic voyage Slide slide who-ride You better be ready when the five roll by Just roll along - that's what you do Just roll along - that's right Just roll along - that's what you do Just roll along - that's right Do the hoo-doo funk Do the hoo-doo funk Do the hoo-doo funk (repeat 2X) *forty-five second instrumental interlude* Chorus: Come along and ride on a, fantastic voyage Slide slide slippity-slide When you're living in the city it's do or die Come along and ride on a, fantastic voyage Slide slide who-ride You better be ready when the five roll by |
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