Look At This
[Intro]
Rest in peace to my nigga Sean Price
Shout out to the whole Duck Down staff
The world’s most dangerous Justice League
Check it
[Verse 1]
We gon’ call this here Uncle Joe
RIP to the realest, he taught me all that I know
Basketball was my passion, I guess my call is my flow
He told me follow that motherfucker 'cause ya'll gon' explode
You got that white boy beside you, that boy crazy as hell
He slapped a couple people debating 'bout Shady in jail
And if I was to ask him about all thеse rappers today
This is down to a T what I think what he еxactly would say
He’d say
[Pre-Chorus]
Look at this shit
Man look at this shit
These niggas out here lookin’ shook as a bitch
Look at this shit
Would you look at this shit
Out in these streets actin’ like pussies and shit
Uncle Joe
[Chorus]
Rest in peace to all the riders (Riders)
Rest in peace to all the riders (Riders)
Rest in peace to all the riders (Riders, hah)
Rest in peace to all the riders (Riders, okay)
[Verse 2]
I’m convinced that these niggas know there’s no way they concedin'
I don’t play or believe what they portray on they TV
We’re talking ruthless, we’re talking Cube, Dre or Eazy
We talking hooping’ this Jordan, Isaiah or PeeWee?
We talking boxing, we talking sweetly
Hoes know they get brought to the house if they talking freaky
Fuck these new movies, I got Scarface on repeat
Last Dragon and Menace
Fuck what y’all saying, that’s classic
You's a G or a general, we gon' need your lieutenant
I don’t need no new friends unless they reveal their intentions
You the plug that I need to meet ya and see your antennas
God damn that Rodney King beating was relentless
[Pre-Chorus]
Man look at this shit
Man look at this shit
Police be out here acting crooked as shit
Look at this shit
Would you look at this shit
They out here giving niggas whoopings and shit
Then he said
[Chorus]
Rest in peace to all the riders (Riders)
Rest in peace to all the riders (Riders)
Rest in peace to all the riders (Riders, hah)
Rest in peace to all the riders (Riders, okay)
[Refrain]
He said
I live by the gun
Die by the gun (he said)
That’s the only way I got it done (then he said)
These niggas never shot out a gun (he said)
We gotta lie by the son? (Uncle Joe)
[Verse 3]
Common sense will tell ya they on you, they feel ya
It don’t mean you gon' be here long if your song is a hit
It just mean if they listening to you, fuck it, long as they hear ya
That Patrón ether is gon' either make you stronger or kill ya
And I’m still here performing for millions
Call me brilliant, call me Brazilian, whatever you want
Just know I ain't stopping until I got the game in my side pocket
And nah I don’t mean billiards
I just hope Eminem know how I’m feeling
Because working with him is certainly an honor and privilege
First he got me my deal and then my label just dropped me
I believed I was tonic
Shady came back and signed me
Then we came back with Lighters
Time to pay back the piper (alright)
Pay back the piper, pay back the piper
Bad bitches acting different, yeah, they acting nicer
Like I’m the Mack of the century
I’d give it all up for one more phone call from that penitentiary (nephew)
[Pre-Chorus]
Look at this shit
Man, look at this shit
These niggas out here looking shook as a bitch
Look at this shit
Would you look at this shit
Out in these streets acting like pussies and shit
(Then he’s like)
[Chorus]
Rest in peace to all the riders (riders)
Rest in peace to all the riders (riders)
Rest in peace to all the riders (riders)
Rest in peace to all the riders (riders)
[Outro]
I live by the gun
I die by the gun
That’s the only way that I got it done
These niggas never shot out a gun
We gotta lie by the son
Rest in peace to all the riders (riders)
Rest in peace to all the riders
Rest in peace to all the riders (family)
Rest in peace to all the riders