Doperide Song Lyrics


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Coming down like a hatchet,
Rollin' with the masses,
Throwin' my matches atop of the gasoline package.
Throwin' rhymes like rachets,
Playas with passion comin' disastrous bashin'.
Runnin' round with the wrong crowd acting like you all down,
Bout it, bout it, but you bow down.
What's up with you, what's up with you, what's up with me,
You're the one that I see through.

Right left, take a ride in the doperide, yeah
Right, left take a ride.

Getting paid in the last days.
Rage of the teenage.

Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Superstar
  • 2 Musta Been Wrong
  • 3 Click Click Boom
  • 4 Your Disease
  • 5 After Me
  • 6 Greater Than/Less Than
  • 7 Lackluster
  • 8 Faultline
  • 9 Beg
  • 10 Hollywood
  • 11 Doperide
  • 12 My Goodbyes

  • credits

    publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
    writers: Christopher Jon Dabaldo, David A. Novotny, Joseph Scott Sappington, Paul Allen Crosby, Wayne A. Swinny
    album: Track 11 in album Every Six Seconds
    release date: 2001-3-27
    popularity : 64 users have visited this page.
    genres: Rock
    styles: Hard Rock/Nu Metal
    length: 3:27
    producer: Bob Marlette
    mixer: Steve Thompson and John Goodmanson
    engineer: Bob Marlette
    composer: Wayne Swinny, Chris D'abaldo
    lyricist: Josey Scott

    Album Information

    label: Island
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 731454295925
    script: Latin