Kris James - Wave Rider lyrics

Just roll with the winners And f** the sinners Eating breakfast, lunch, and dinners Hungry n***as wanna end me Like Enron Walk the streets without Teflon Get your feelings stepped on For the wicked there's no resting Right in Pandora Must be nice to be a coroner there With all the raping, k**ing, d**, and other sordid affairs I just wrote what I hear From the inherent muse Tired of the box he wants to be let loose Now ain't that the truth Ruth Go group the troop So we can plan how many more levels we can stoop to While you sit there like a goof thinking what to do I'm on that new sh** twisting fools like the Kama Su' I smolder beats with the mental volcano You're walking on a razor's edge, Scott Hall, Hey Yo You a-holes couldn't tango get filleted whole Two words to describe my style: Muy Bueno