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I'm from a place
Where you gotta let yo' nutz hang
Where them crakas used to cut your stomach open
Just to let your f**kin' guts hang

Right there in front of the kids
I might as well split your wig
'Cause that's just what the master did

But now I'm the new Nat Turner
Spreadin' something to the kids
Like Sojourner, man, the truth

f**k a 'Creek, I care
But you in doubts and go "Woof"
He ain't dead, what pledge
There's a stank up in the Bush

Or a stank up in the White House
Shootin' board bullsh*t, man, it's dead props
Here in Chicago but hit this hi-lo
Warriors come play, click the bottles

c*ck them AK's, bust on KK's
With the knuckle boy or the other two and the Stic-Man
Given dead on your shirt like a wristband
You a grown man, n*gga, stand tall

Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a n*gga, dog?
Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a n*gga, dog?
Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a n*gga, dog?

Country boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Rolly Royce
Whatever, long as we ridin'
Pretty girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the avenue
It's a long walk, now that we ridin'

Yo, n*ggas is not original
n*ggas follow the radio
n*ggas think if you blow
Then you gotta be on the TV show

Crackas is hypocritical
Crackas will rob and sh*t on you
'Cause see you do what they do
They know freedom is powerful

n*ggas is very visual
If we see it, we think it's true
Very few n*ggas make a move
And even less'll see it through

Crackas make up the chemicals
Then they call us the criminals
Crackas make all the loot
And we just get the residuals

n*ggas will rob and shoot on you
Crackas will drop a bomb on you
n*ggas is having funerals
Crackas is having barbecues

n*ggas sing the blues
That's reminicin' the spiritual
But when you say gawd is you
n*ggas ain't really hearing you

Crackas like to capitalize
Them crackas a lie
They say if you don't unionize
Then you'll probably die

I hate callin' n*ggas, n*ggas
So I'ma take it backwards
But I got now love for Whithey
I love callin 'em crackas

Country boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Rolly Royce
Whatever, long as we ridin'
Pretty girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the avenue
It's a long a walk, now that we ridin'

Yeah, I call myself real N I G G A
'Cause Kweli be showin' on the floor
And they policies, my philosophies
Show you that the block is a part of me

Freedom fighter like Richard Carter be
It's deep how the street knowledge beef
'Cause it ran like a code inside of me
It's practical, not scholarly

Now why do I call myself a n*gga, you ask me
Who's got my back when the cops harass me
New York, L.A or Cincinnati
Can ride the train or with the Caddie

When they call you, n*gga they scared of you
They fearin' you so actually
If crack is gone, be fearing n*ggas
Then that's what the f**k I have to be now

It's a badge of honor
And some say that sh*t's absurd
It's more than just a word
We flip the sh*t like it's a bird

Pass it down through generations
Then cuss you out and say it loud
The first generation of muthaf**kas
To grab our nuts and say it proud

Country n*ggas or city n*ggas
Tupac n*ggas or biggie n*ggas
In the corridor, floor or door
And all my Mississippi n*ggas

We connected all throughout
The north, the east, the west, the south
And if a white boy say the sh*t
He'll still get punched right in the mouth

Country boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Rolly Royce
Whatever, long as we ridin'
Pretty girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the avenue
It's a long walk, now that we ridin'

All they got for you is a cell, my n*gga
They want you dead or in jail without rebel, my n*gga
In the streets, it's similar to hell, my n*gga
But we gonna boss up and live well, my n*gga

You see, all they got for you is a cell, my n*gga
They want you dead or in jail without rebel, my n*gga
In the streets, it's similar to hell, my n*gga
But we gonna boss up and live well, my n*gga

Release History

The David Banner song "Ridin'" appears on the following albums:
Certified
20 September 2005

Certified

  1. Lost Souls (3:13)
  2. Treat Me Like (3:53)
  3. Gangster Walk (4:28)
  4. 2 Fingers (3:29)
  5. Play (3:52)
  6. Fucking (3:51)
  7. Thinking of You (5:02)
  8. On Everything (4:09)
  9. Certified (4:11)
  10. Ain't Got Nothing (3:52)
  11. Bloody War (4:30)
  12. Westside (3:38)
  13. Take Your (4:42)
  14. My Life (3:54)
  15. Ridin' (4:33)
  16. X-Ed (3:41)
  17. Crossroads (3:45)


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