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Rebel Ride: Ziggy Nash's Urban Odyssey Unveiled
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Lyrics

I be in my car out my window screaming fuck you

I express frustration from my car, shouting disdain.

You be on the block spending money like you up dude

You spend money on the block, projecting an image of wealth.

I don't really want to cash them out when I'm two

I don't want to spend money when I'm intoxicated.

I be speaking cholo in the hood like what's up fool

I use cholo slang in the neighborhood, greeting others informally.

Spinning in the Chevy we be smoking heavy

We drive around in a Chevy, smoking heavily.

I just want to hit the blunt and eat them up like over easy

I just want to smoke and enjoy things effortlessly.

Spitting like that Eazy-E or ODB, but I ain't leaving

I rap with a style reminiscent of Eazy-E or ODB, and I'm not leaving.

Tell them I got 4 doors, why not two, cause I ain't scheming (woah)

I have a four-door car, not a two-door, as I'm not scheming.

Blast from the past I be hitting gas

I accelerate quickly, reminiscent of the past.

They don't want to race the boy because I'm showing Usain fast

People avoid racing me because I'm as fast as Usain Bolt.

Stepping on the clutch showing bitches how to digi dash

I demonstrate skill in driving, impressing others.

Everybody want to top me, but I be saying boulderdash

Despite challenges, I dismiss negativity and continue forward.

Get back, get back, get back, get back

A repeated call to step back or retreat.

Everybody

Reiteration of the call for everyone to step back.

Get back, get back, get back, get back

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Everybody

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Get back, get back, get back, get back

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Everybody

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Get back, get back, get back, get back

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Uh

An interjection or pause in the narrative.

Chilling like a villain I be in the building looking nice

I'm relaxed and confident, appearing well in the building.

I'm a cut your parachute your shit done look vanilla ice

I will outdo you, likening it to surpassing Vanilla Ice's success.

Harder than azuly iced

I'm tougher than azure ice, exuding strength.

Bitches looking terrified

People look scared in my presence.

Hopping off the stages to my broker make him happy cry

I make my broker happy after performances.

Driving round the city y'all be bumping with me bumping Whitney

I drive around the city, and people listen to music with me, possibly Whitney Houston.

Not that type of bumping Whitney

A play on words regarding the phrase "bumping Whitney."

Hope you get the fucking jiffy

A hope that someone understands quickly.

I be looking cleaner than a fucking Mr. Clean commercial

I look exceptionally clean, akin to a Mr. Clean commercial.

Y'all be looking dumber than a mothafucking infomercial

Others appear foolish, resembling an infomercial.

Get back, get back, get back, get back

Repeated call for everyone to step back.

Everybody

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Get back, get back, get back, get back

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Everybody

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Get back, get back, get back, get back

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Everybody

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Get back, get back, get back, get back

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Uh

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I be fucking with the minutes y'all be trynna sell the tickets

I manage my time well, contrasting with those trying to sell tickets.

I be saying everything will grow cause this my fucking business

I assert that everything will grow because this is my business.

I be playing shortstop you be riding hard on benches

I play the shortstop position, while others sit on benches.

Bitches live in fantasy ya boy be working in the trenches

Others live in fantasy, but I work hard in reality.

Imma breathe and grind cause that's the only thing that'll calm my tensions

I will persist and grind as it soothes my tensions.

Lights I keep them on like Vegas

I keep my lights on consistently, like in Las Vegas.

Speeding down like Mr. Vega

I move swiftly, similar to Mr. Vega.

I be acting crazy, but I promise I got good intentions

Despite my eccentric behavior, I assure you of my good intentions.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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