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Taxi Driver (Explicit) - Royce da 5'9"
I'm the taxi driver
Ridin around with me and my thoughts
In the back seat behind me speakin
To me while I'm drivin I'm hearin 'em talk
To me sayin' where they wanna go
Soon as they get in and they close the door
And then I cruise to wherever we ridin'
Wherever you can imagine from coast to coast
I got a foot on the gas
I got my eye on the road
With an open mind as I roll
Hopin to spy on my soul
I lose control pull up to
A liquor store then get blowed
Ridin down skid row feelin kind of miserable
I been the same since my enemies came
You play the game you get a foul the penalty's pain
Though I got a pen full of poison the venom is fame
The light changes I take a right on memory lane
And see a couple n***as on the corner chillin
Lookin more and more familiar closer to 'em I get
I pull up hit the locks they open the door
And hop in and say they names is hip and hop
So I grin pretend I don't know 'em for s**t
I ask ay homie why they call you hip
He says I'm hip notic hip ocritical
I could say dear mama and wonder
Why they call you b***h
I seen drama I step to the odds
Lookin at death in the eyes
They probably murder me check my disguise
You see it's money over b***hes b***hes bring lies
Money bring trouble and trouble wanna follow me
Drop me on the corner of flamingo and koval
And remember all eyes on you
Then I come to a stop he exits the car
So I leave and I hear shots
I'm the taxi driver
Ridin around with me and my thoughts
In the back seat behind me speakin
To me while I'm drivin I'm hearin 'em talk talk
To me sayin' where they wanna go
Soon as they get in and they close the door
And then I cruise to wherever we ridin'
Wherever you can imagine from coast to coast
I'm the taxi driver ridin with one passenger left
About to catch a left after I catch my breath
Peelin' past them times
Where n***as blast them nines
Paranoid done already lost half my mind
I'm high thinkin' like what
If the feds try to out me
I pull up to a stop on
A red light at south street
I catch a parade goin by full
Of rappers and snappers
A cadillac float full of trapsters
Carryin a sign sayin it's our time
I wave sayin I would never diss y'all grind
So I'm waitin at the stoplight south street is jumpin
I look back at hop like
People call you hop right yes
After that he's like it's a green light
You can weave right through if you got keen sight
To make you a right then head for the valley
I'm going going to cali cali uhh
Trust me mo money mo problems
Especially when you built for the stars
You rather be drivin your taxi than killed for the car
So drop me on the corner of wilshire boulevard
I take him to the place he requested
I tell him thanks for the message
The cab shakes when he exits
I pull off hypnotized then hear shots
And then my engine die soon as they kill hop
Hop hop
What's on your mind who's in your back seat
Do you go off your own thoughts
Are you even drivin your own car
I know what you thinkin
This n***a sayin hip hop is dead
Don't take song like I'm sayin we lost hip hop
Take it like I lost my mind
I'm the taxi driver
Ridin around with me and my thoughts
In the back seat behind me speakin
To me while I'm drivin I'm hearin 'em talk talk
To me sayin' where they wanna go
Soon as they get in and they close the door
And then I cruise to wherever we ridin'
Wherever you can imagine from coast to coast
Coast to coast
I'm the taxi driver
