Ridin' For Outro - Method Man, Black Ice

Three young cats strapped with gats decided to ride out one night

The in-flight drug used to induce the hindsight was dust

The moonlight was robust but they couldn’t see the beauty in it

Their duty in it was to carry out another senseless killin

Senses and feelings distorted they boarded their vessel Nessel

Discreet in crotches and underneath seats they tuck heat

To complete the mission they had no decision in

No longer do they use our light and dark hues to create the vision in our towns

But now they red and blue override our brown skin

We’ve been conditioned to let off them rounds when we see another color rag

Or, hear another brother brag about what set he claimin

Poverty, drugs and poor education should be the target

But we won’t stay gamin that

We’ll kill and maim another cat like there’s no shame in that

Like there’s fame in that

We hang out them car windows and bust them slugs

In the name of genocide in disguise, so we don’t take blame for that

But if there’s honor amongst you thieves in life

Then what the fuck you hidin for?

Recognize your deed to trife and decide what the fuck you ridin for