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Rebel on the Ride

from Death Blow by Kofi

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Backs against the wall, now our backs against the wind
We backing all our talk with action of travellin'
Moving on the I-5, grooving through my mind's eye
A movie on our lives titled, "Rebel on the Ride"
Your arms around my waist as we move through outer space
My Orion's Belt, she a diamond in a waste
A rough past of women that would try to kill me in our place
When I find they mans hiding in our own closet space
Usually got my helmet up to, protect my melon cup from
Whatever you sellin' but, I see you aren't shelling up you
Showing up, showing out, showing off
So no doubt, let's roll up, and roll out, and hold out
In a house, or hotel, whatever, holds us well
As we up, and propel, apparel, that we held
Now we melt, into one, like the sun horizon
As they come, all together how our day, has begun

REBEL ON A RIDE, JUST A GIRL AND A GUY
LIVING OUT THEY LIVES, LIKE THEY LIVING OUT TO DIE
REBEL ON A RIDE, JUST A GIRL AND A GUY
LIVING OUT THEY LIVES LIKE THEY LIVING SUICIDE
REBEL ON A RIDE, JUST A GIRL AND A GUY
LIVING OUT THEY LIVES, LIKE THEY LIVING OUT TO DIE
REBEL ON A RIDE, JUST A GIRL AND A GUY
LIVING OUT THEY LIVES LIKE THEY LIVING SUICIDE
DIE...

Forget the Prada let's just go naked Nevada
Whatever happens there stays Vegas if it oughta
What's my Alma mater? African Bombata
You came out of Georgia so you Ms. Americana
Stole you from your father like "Stay away from my daughter." But
I don't show no honor you said, "Don't even bother."
Dude was a maniac, you left him in a brainy patch
Struck out on his wife, so you home run with a baseball bat
Mens are hard to trust, and man, I'm hard to bust
Got damn I got a dam to withstand any rush
But you hit it with your bat, and with time it start to crack
Then it rush, now you drowning in the sorrows of a pup
I'm trying to be a big dog for a bad bitch
But it really is a big hop and a mad switch
She trying to be a good girl for a good guy
It's a hard turn but we both have a lot of drive

CHORUS

Now we in Manhattan at Cockpit, got fixed
With some bomber jackets from a previous topic
Tatted from my chest to my shoulder up
Never have to camouflage my feelings I'm a soldier, what!
Love is battlefield, watch out for banana peels
Never catch me slippin', we dodging what the battle yields
Love is my religion, guess you going Christian Dior reppin'
In your Sunday dress, holy Moses I am blessed
A Rebel With A Cause got the devil with his paws
On the laws put in play, so he go and press pause
Happens every time, I fast forward he rewind
Then stop, when I find, that the girl was never mine
Studio in Soho, a letter on the table
Her mother wasn't able to escape from father A-hole
So she went to save her, I read it in a paper
He shot them with a gauger now they on an escalator

CHORUS

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from Death Blow, released December 13, 2016

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Kofi is a multi-disciplinary artist whose titles include rapper-producer, singer-songwriter, actor, writer and filmmaker.

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