Jaeti - Let Me Ride - Remastered Lyrics

Another day on the other side
Cops approach me
Homie let me ride
Feeling like I'm in the pressure cooker
Someone just killed my homie's sister
And I feel at risk
Man, I feel the pain
Take my body to a higher plane
Take me somewhere no one knows my name
I'm not the problem, but I'm not the change
That you wanna see
Turn another street
Block buzzing like some honey bees
Slow cookin through the summer scene
Slipping back
I got summer lean
Hot night with no A/C
Nothing free
You gotta pay me
Run them duckets
Don't you play with me
Before I flip to something that you would hate to see
It's like the wrong time
I got no sleep
No food
I got nothing to eat
No jewels
I got all blues
No soul food in my belly
Hustlers bouncing in and out of jail
We know their plight but still we wish 'em well
You never tried and you will never fail
So much dirt under my fingernails
It's the real truth
We got real problems
CIA made crack an option
Redlining
I can't make a dime
Even if I try to go and sell my property
It's the doom loop
Where the goons scoop
It's not your beef, but still you gotsta shoot
Otherwise
You're just on your side
When it's time to ride who gone fall through
Luck of the draw when it falls on you
In the hospital who's calling you
I ain't never glorified the life
Try to tell the truth when I'm on the mic
But it's getting harder
I don't want to barter
Living on the edge and it's getting sharper
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side
Getting stopped by the crooked cops
Don't make a move
Don't reach for your wallet
Any little thing could get you shot
Fifteen churches on the same block
Box Chevys with the air shocks
Same song playing with a different knock
I don't need a gun to ride on my block
You might need a gun to walk on your block
That's a damn shame
No superstition
Good boys die young
With the good intensions
No pension
No sick pay
Do anything for a quick payday
New rims and some new J's
New nails, she got new braids
Diabetes drinking Kool Aid
Dying young just to chase the wave
Crack head, she say she want a taste
She'll suck you dry if you accommodate
Caught up in the games that they people play
That's why so many people catching AIDS
That's the real news
We got drugs raids
Voter suppression don't make the front page
Tell me everything that I wanna hear
Tell white folks so they'll be afraid
Manipulation by both parties
Pregnant girls at the block party
Trying to dance, I'm like gone shawty
You should be at home, trying to freak somebody
You should be at home with your feet up
Trying to find somebody to lift your knees up
I'm feeling like I'm Ebeneazer
Cause there's too many problems to clean up
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side
I'm like
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side
Running wild in the summer sun
Do anything for that summer fun
They'll say it's yours, but you're not the one
Don't do the dirt
It's still getting done
Trying to find a way, where the killers stay
Put a strap to your head
They'll steal your J's
Every day my grandmother prays
We play basketball where the bodies laid
Everybody say they want the smoke
Jacked his car
Man, they snatched his rope
Pistol whipped the man and took his dope
Talked about him and they took his coat
So many things that you wanna know
So many places that you shouldn't go
So many lines that you shouldn't quote
Some people talk, but they don't really know
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side
I'm like
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side

Another day on the other side
Cops approach me
Homie let me ride
Feeling like I'm in the pressure cooker
Someone just killed my homie's sister
And I feel at risk
Man, I feel the pain
Take my body to a higher plane
Take me somewhere no one knows my name
I'm not the problem, but I'm not the change
That you wanna see
Turn another street
Block buzzing like some honey bees
Slow cookin through the summer scene
Slipping back
I got summer lean
Hot night with no A/C
Nothing free
You gotta pay me
Run them duckets
Don't you play with me
Before I flip to something that you would hate to see
It's like the wrong time
I got no sleep
No food
I got nothing to eat
No jewels
I got all blues
No soul food in my belly
Hustlers bouncing in and out of jail
We know their plight but still we wish 'em well
You never tried and you will never fail
So much dirt under my fingernails
It's the real truth
We got real problems
CIA made crack an option
Redlining
I can't make a dime
Even if I try to go and sell my property
It's the doom loop
Where the goons scoop
It's not your beef, but still you gotsta shoot
Otherwise
You're just on your side
When it's time to ride who gone fall through
Luck of the draw when it falls on you
In the hospital who's calling you
I ain't never glorified the life
Try to tell the truth when I'm on the mic
But it's getting harder
I don't want to barter
Living on the edge and it's getting sharper
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side
Getting stopped by the crooked cops
Don't make a move
Don't reach for your wallet
Any little thing could get you shot
Fifteen churches on the same block
Box Chevys with the air shocks
Same song playing with a different knock
I don't need a gun to ride on my block
You might need a gun to walk on your block
That's a damn shame
No superstition
Good boys die young
With the good intensions
No pension
No sick pay
Do anything for a quick payday
New rims and some new J's
New nails, she got new braids
Diabetes drinking Kool Aid
Dying young just to chase the wave
Crack head, she say she want a taste
She'll suck you dry if you accommodate
Caught up in the games that they people play
That's why so many people catching AIDS
That's the real news
We got drugs raids
Voter suppression don't make the front page
Tell me everything that I wanna hear
Tell white folks so they'll be afraid
Manipulation by both parties
Pregnant girls at the block party
Trying to dance, I'm like gone shawty
You should be at home, trying to freak somebody
You should be at home with your feet up
Trying to find somebody to lift your knees up
I'm feeling like I'm Ebeneazer
Cause there's too many problems to clean up
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side
I'm like
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side
Running wild in the summer sun
Do anything for that summer fun
They'll say it's yours, but you're not the one
Don't do the dirt
It's still getting done
Trying to find a way, where the killers stay
Put a strap to your head
They'll steal your J's
Every day my grandmother prays
We play basketball where the bodies laid
Everybody say they want the smoke
Jacked his car
Man, they snatched his rope
Pistol whipped the man and took his dope
Talked about him and they took his coat
So many things that you wanna know
So many places that you shouldn't go
So many lines that you shouldn't quote
Some people talk, but they don't really know
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side
I'm like
Let me ride
Homie let me ride
It's Jaeti from the East Side