Artist: DJ Clay f/ Tech N9ne Album: Let Em Bleed Vol. 3 Song: Let's Ride Typed by: mrmist@msn.com (Hook: DJ Clay) (X2) When you see me in slow mo once I turn my back You wanna talk real tough but you not real like that So let's ride (Verse 1: Tech N9ne) You don't want to try me Leavin niggas soggy heated repeated the Nina be hot as wasabbi Feelin the fury of missouri sicker than ozzy Laughin at playa haters gigglin like fozzie Wocka wocka wocka the nina poppin your shockara bout to stop up and lock up office I got the body Out at mecropolis fuckin offa this pop of this toss em off in a ?? cause murderin is a hobby You be actin like you bleedin the block Preachin crack and rap and you needin to stop We can wack wax and imediately flop Be the type of crap that indeed it be brought The want the drama it can be they way But they don't really wanna see the ninay spray Let em all bleed it can be they day Fuckin up with Tech N9ne and DJ Clay (HooK) (Verse 2: DJ Clay) You don't even know me Actin like we homies Then when I turn my back when you hold me Pussy motha fuckas the ones we call phonies Keep talkin that we leave yo momma lonely All black van creepin down your street slowly Doors open up and we leave your home holey If your not in then we know where your hoe be Barrel to her head while I'm makin her blow me Listen For all you fake flakes givin real a bad name You can save it cause we can see through you Like glasses what you was made of I'm a let the oozles like I'm not aimin Make you loose noodles and I ain't talkin ramen Garentee you ain't leavin with what you came in me and tech n9ne will pray for you amen (Hook)