Texty:
No Cash Skate Or Die

and stop me, pig i'm on my board and now i'm free what the fuck is sense of pride shut yer mouths and live yer lives live to skate, skate or die with

to all of you who stood in our way: you will get what you deserve. skate or die, skate or die skate or die, skate or die skate or die, skate or die

to all of you who stood in our way: you will get what you deserve. skate or die, skate or die skate or die, skate or die skate or die, skate or die

I'm scuba-divin' in Jamaica trick, Put the mic down, I'm on that Anita Baker shit! Or you could find me on the charts, Or up in St. Barts racing European

Uhh Guess who's back uhh Yeah, uhh Aiyyo rhyme or crime, let's get it on MC's wanna eat me but it's Ramadan Peep what's on the arm, when it's ice it'

three amigos, skates with nickel plates Under the seat and we goes east coast, west coast, anybody killer Soul Assassins gets the cash and smash Who spits

you went the other way But still my brother man I'm sitting reminiscing on All of them bitches we was tripping over, kissing on Or at the skating rink

(Just hold ya head) Green light, that's go or should I stop? I'm not trying to get bagged by any narc cops What are you on dope or this is a joke? The

had The sad part about it, niggaz had houses on the lake They tryin' to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate For peace we skate, crackers we roll or