Holy rider takes to the air Holy rider please beware Carry the news with care Holy rider it's time to start Holy rider brave in the dark Though we are
Traducción: Magnum. Santo Rider.
to hit him, blaka Pressure down below, fire in de hole Lose control, got nowhere to go I heard Cease and Puff callin' like the Holy Tabernacle I'll
? No doubt Hip-Hop? We're not selling it out, we're just lettin' it out If you're checkin' us out this hour, we teatchin' hip-hop Holy integrated people
control, an 't let it go. oh, no, hold on, now can i get a witness, shout hallellujah. amen, now fear that the holy ghost, make your move soon ya. smoothe
to all you sisters of sin. My soul was never sold, I gave it away for free. No conscience worries, just me. I'm the rider of the last day. The rider
with the beat, come with heat, shaking head to the feet (Whoo!) Rider can you be a ghost some day? Rider can you be a ghost some day? Rider can you
(Intro) Hostyle Gospel. Boasting only in the cross. It Jesus time. It?s time to mean mug Satan. Holy Spirit guide my words, because the gospel is hostile
heard through the dark winternights, the heartbeats of the spirit. It is the holy twelve days of Yule. Dark shapes can be seen in the sky; riders of death
like cement and bricks Now just bounce to this playalisctic Boneybone hit [Chorus] Dip bounce, side to side And come ride wit a play from that killa Cali westside Pyscho, westcoast, rider
TO FACE THIS LONG HOLY WAR Parallax of suns create geometry of moons unborn Spread the knowledge of the creatures between curious there and not Comets' riders
hear me blow G unit niggas is runnin' this shit If you ain't reppin' where you from sit down A'yo, uno, duexo, troiso, quatreo My clique eat like the 12 holy
' vests Look, I don't give a fuck, nigga Bitch, I ain't buyin' no pussy Nigga, you'll die if you push me Nigga, you know I'm holy Bitch, picture me rollin
available for comment But released this statement It's not about East or West It's about niggaz and bitches Power and money, riders and punks Which
pass the yak, back ta' back Now I tilt my frisco hat Hit the track and get the scratch Then we blaze that indo sack Hey im a rapper, ghost rider like
will rise against nation Wash me in blood and let me be The firstborn of the dead A crowned rider with arrows and bow A red rider with a great fiery
rider For he will lead the way, for he will save the town We have to leave today, before the moon is down I'm haunted by dreams of a holy mission I