No looking back, just straight up Aight? (Aight) You ready? On your mark, get set, Go! [Verse 1] Check it, check how I run on niggaz Take the mask off, put the gun on
Traduction: Drag-On. The Race.
looking back, just straight up Aight? (Aight) You ready? On your mark, get set, Go! [Verse 1] Check it, check how I run on niggaz Take the mask off, put the gun on
it's dragging you down And it just hangs around It's a rat race baby Faceless face But if you're dying of hunger You get in the race It's a rat race
you played So you must let me go - no [Chorus:] It's too late You've said the word Too late Something heard you Too late - now the race is on And you
an XKE pulled up on the right and rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag and challenged me then and there to a drag I said, "you're on, buddy, my
door. This boy's dreadful tragedy I can still remember well, The color of his skin was black and his name was Emmett Till. Some men they dragged him
free Cultivate their flowers to be Nothing more than something They invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag
`er low on the hip, on the side he's got Bound For Glory in red, white and blue flash paint He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call
on that hill `cause I can't stop I'll be on that hill with everything I got Lives on the line where dreams are found and lost I'll be there on time and
Now I ain't lookin' To compete with you Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy, mystify you [Chorus:] All I really
Now I ain't lookin' To compete with you Beat on, cheat on, mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy, mystify you [Chorus:] All I really want
