Fantastic Voyage

Aight Uh, yeah Oh, yeah, that's right 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 your 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 going 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 niggas 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 Want to take you there like the Staple Singers Put something in the tank and I know that I can bring ya If you can't take the heat, get your ass out the kitchen We on a mission Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage Slide, slide, slippity-slide I'm hittin' switches on the block in a '65 Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage Slide, slide, hoo ride Ain't no valley low enough or 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 drive-by And even if I get away from them drive-by killers I still got to worry about those snitch-ass niggas I keep on searchin' and I keep on lookin' But niggas are the same from Watts to Brooklyn I try to keep my faith in my people But sometimes my people be acting like they evil You don't understand about runnin' with a gang 'Cause you don't gang bang, 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 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, hoo ride That's why I pack my .45 Life is a bitch and then you die Still tryin' to get a peace 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 niggas can ride with me Hop-hop-hop the five quickly down the block Stay sucka-free 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 worryin', everybody's tryin' Nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin' If you want to have something, you better stop frontin' What you gonna do when the five roll by You better be ready, so you can ride Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage Slide, slide, slippity-slide When you're livin' in the city, it's do or die Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage Slide, slide, hoo 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) To the hood of funk To the hood of funk To the hood of funk To the hood of funk To the hood of funk To the hood of funk Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage Slide, slide, slippity-slide When you're livin' in the city, it's do or die Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage Slide, slide, hoo ride You better be ready when the five roll by

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