I've got to hit the streetsI used to kick it with dudes with fat gattin' hood rats like nuttin'Stop frontin' my style, dawg, you pumpin', broI'm the pop popperI'm spittin' rhymes like a MotorolaIndependent dude just got picked up by Coca-ColaBorn again, hooligan, just to become king againMen in the, men in the dark, it'll never endWe gon' smash on the world like an 808My biggest fans be them dudes, dawg, that love to hateMy little homie, revolutionary, he's my aceWe them Westside originals, hittin' the placeAnd Lord, did they sell they soul for signing?What a major, I never turn my back on my peopleLike I'm the popper, dawg, you pumpin' hood rats like nuttin'I'm the popper, dawg, you pumpin' hood rats like nuttin'I'm the popper, dawg, you pumpin' hood rats like nuttin'Yeah, we beholdin' the ***We be the lord to the dog tanHoldin' the crownAnd I'm a rider in the stormSteppin' up to that center ringI'm King Kong of the real market in JesusRiders in the snow, we burnin' upTell my people in the house, blow em upWe certified, we ready to rideWe ready to get there, ready to get there, ready to rideRiders in the snow, we burnin' upTell my people in the house, throw them upWe certified, we ready to rideWe ready to get them, ready to get them, ready to rideThe wait is over, what up to my people from DakotasFrom New York to Cali and Ola, way back to MinnesotaKefiki, Arizona, Ola, Four CornersGreeting to all my natives in OklahomaRespect for my warriors that ain't holding the bannerAnd my folks from MontanaMuch love for my fam in Hawaii and AlaskaMy adversary trying to make my life a disasterAnd that's real, keep holding up your arms, NashvilleBecause the hour is coming when it would be dark soonBig web of shady characters known to be cartoonsLook out for the goons and the bloody moonDoomed by wickedness waiting to be consumedHe gets risen from the tomb, it's the season to be bloomedBelieve me, he'll be back soon, so better make room, boomSo get out of my way, we're riders in the stormIn the dark desert highwayWe're riders in the stormIn the dark desert highwayWe're riders in the stormWe're burning upDamn my people in the helped, throw them offWe certified, we ready to rideWe ready to get them, ready to get them ready to rideWe're riders in the stormWe're burning upDamn my people in the helped, throw them offWe certified, we ready to rideWe ready to get them, ready to get them ready to rideForeverForeverI'm gonna live like it's the 25th of DecemberThe right way till I see my picture when I'm billboard by the highwayAnd never will I sell my soul to the enemy standing behind meRemember, these days move swept on my face as there's lightningYes, I know it's frightening, but I'm really locking my oddsYou talk to them about me, I talk about you to GodI had to look past you, and now I gotta ask youIf you can't leave me alone while I use the bathroomAnd back to this, now welcome to your city release party after thisBut me and my family not going, homie, that's off the listForever is how long I wanna be rememberedI'm gonna make it happen, make a living out this rappingAnd they keep bringing me the food, tell my finger stop snappingWhat happened? Where did you go? Where are you at?He told me his name, I forgot it seconds after thatNo longer holding back, I'm singing this foreverRiders in the snow, we're burning upTell my people in the house, throw em upWe certified, we ready to rideWe ready to get there, ready to get there, ready to rideRiders in the snow, we're burning upTell my people in the house, throw em upWe certified, we ready to rideWe ready to get there, ready to get there, ready to rideRiders in the snow, we ready to get there, ready to get there, ready to rideRiders in the snow, we ready to get there, ready to ride