Let's Ride Into The Sunset Together - Tony Vice & Jerry Burnham

Yeah love's so hard to find I'm sure you know But I got I got mine And she's wonderful So keep your head up Don't let it fall Cause there's no problems We can't solve Don't be afraid Of what's gonna come next now Into the sunset we go Yeah life gets hard sometimes I'm sure you know But nothing's gonna phase us Anymore So keep your head up Don't let it fall Cause there's no problems We can't solve Don't be afraid Of what's gonna come next now Into the sunset we go So keep your head up Don't let it fall Cause there's no problems We can't solve Don't be afraid Of what's gonna come next now Into the sunset we go

Pull the rag off the six-fo' Hit the switch, show niggas how the shit go The Game is back, the Aftermath chain is gone The D's is chrome, the frame is black (So watch it lift up) 'Til the motherfucker bounce and break And knock both of the screws out the licence plate Let the games begin These other rap niggas so far behind they can taste my rims Shit, let the chronic burn as the Daytons spin It ain't been this much drama since I first heard Eminem In the club, poppin' X pills like M&Ms Call it Dre day, we celebratin', bitch bring a friend Bottles on me, tell the waiter to order another round And put that cheap-ass hypnotic down (Put your 'cris up!) If you feel the same way Who got 'em hittin' switches NY to LA (If I could fit the whole hood in the club) Hop in the low-rider, long as it got bitches in the back (I turn it into a strip-club) Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass (If I could sit the whole world in the club) Tell the DJ to bang my shit, the West Coast in this bitch (Pop bottles and twist up) Roll up chronic and hash In a blunt, call it Aftermath Somebody tell me where the drinks at Where the bitches at You fucking on the first night, meet me in the back I got a pound of chronic, and a gang of freaks Move bitch! Who the fuck you think they came to see? The protégé of the D-R-E You take a picture with him, and you gotta fuck me And you gotta fuck Busta, can't touch Eve Got something in my waist that you can't touch either That's, my gangsta bitch, and like Crips and Bloods I'm in the club on some gangsta shit (So nigga twist up) Light another dub Bitches get scared when niggas start fighting in the club Ain't nothing but a g-thing, baby it's a g-thing Bounce like you got hydraulics in your g-string I fuck a different bitch seven days a week Hit the switch, watch it bounce like a Scott Storch beat (If I could fit the whole hood in the club) Hop in the low-rider, long as it got bitches in the back (I turn it into a strip-club) Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass (If I could sit the whole world in the club) Tell the DJ to bang my shit, the West Coast in this bitch (Pop bottles and twist up) Roll up chronic and hash In a blunt, call it Aftermath Niggas thought I wasn't coming back, look at me now Hoppin' out the same Cherry six-fo' with the motherfucking top down I'm The Game, nigga Call your bitch, she ain't home, she with Game, nigga Remember that, Dre You passed me the torch I lit the chronic with it, now the world is my ashtray Ridin' three-wheel motion 'til the ass scrapes Turn sunset into a motherfucking drag-race Now watch it bounce Hit the switch, let it bounce 'til the police shut the shit down (When you hit the club) Tell 'em you came with me (We gonna twist up) In the V.I.P It's a new day, and if you ever knew Dre Motherfucker, you would say I was the new Dre Same Impala, different spokes Same chronic, just a different smoke (If I could fit the whole hood in the club) Hop in the low-rider, long as it got bitches in the back (I turn it into a strip-club) Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass (If I could sit the whole world in the club) Tell the DJ to bang my shit, the West Coast in this bitch (Pop bottles and twist up) Roll up chronic and hash In a blunt, call it Aftermath

Surrender Surrender My walls melt in your gaze Your sunshine clears the haze Surrender Am I good enough for your love? Make me believe that everything is good Don't shoot a hole up in the sun Turn it to gold and make it happy again I feel it cut on my teeth Don't let it shatter all around me Do you really wanna stay? Do you really wanna stay? Do you even know you've lost yourself, walking cliché? Do you really wanna stay? Do you really wanna stay? Do you even know you've lost yourself? Are you okay? Oh, awesome They're pimping out the poorest Forget about some forest, ignore it We're either getting saved or getting fucked The quantum shit they're building, man You can't even understand The possibilities are dropping in Stick around, get stuck Stick around, get stuck You're a clown now, you're a clown now Stick around, get stuck Stick around, get stuck Stick around, get stuck You're a clown now, you're a clown now Stick around, get stuck Climb that ladder, ass don't matter Drip Mad Hatter, watch it burn Brew the earth up and put it in an urn Light that bitch up, spin it, watch it turn Feels good to be the last generation Cutting Xans in a space station I'm not fucking crying while I'm waiting Let world end, nigga, I'm patient Do you really wanna stay? Do you really wanna stay? Do you even know you've lost yourself, walking cliché? Do you really wanna stay? Do you really wanna stay? Do you even know you've lost yourself? Are you okay? The future, no one's famous. we're just a giant ass Cheeks are made of children, old was just a fad Shit on all the billions, version stupid crap Hive named D.Y.L.A.N, don't you love a nap? Stick around, get stuck Stick around, get stuck You're a clown now, you're a clown now Stick around, get stuck Stick around, get stuck Stick around, get stuck You're a clown now, you're a clown now Stick around, get stuck Leaving the world behind Happiness undefined Leaving the world behind You're a clown now, you're a clown now Stick around, get stuck