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Royce Da 5'9

Genres: Hip-Hop

Taxi Driver Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"] 

I'm the taxi driver 

Ridin around with me and my thoughts 

In the back seat behind me speakin 

to me while I'm drivin, I'm hearin them talk 

to me sayin where they wanna go 

Soon as they get in, they close the do' 

And then I cruise to wherever we ridin 

Wherever you can imagine from coast to coast 

 

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[Royce Da 5'9"] 

I got a foot on the gas, I got my eye on the road 

With an open mind as I roll, hopin to spy on my soul 

I lose control, pull up to a liquor sto' then get blowed 

Ridin down skid row, feelin kind of miserable 

I been the same since my enemies came 

You played a game, you get a foul, the penalty's pain 

Though I got a pen full of poison, the venom is fame 

The light changes, I take a right on Memory Lane 

And see, a couple niggaz on the corner chillin 

Lookin more and more familiar closer to 'em I get 

I pull up, hit the locks, they open the door 

And hop in and say they names is Hip and Hop 

So I grin, pretend I don't know 'em for shit 

I ask, "Ay homie, why they call you Hip?" 

He says - [imitating 2Pac] "I'm hip-notic, hip-ocritical 

I could say (Dear Mama) and wonder why they call you bitch 

I seen drama, I step to the odds lookin at death in the eyes 

They probably MURDER ME, check my disguise 

You see it's money over bitches, bitches bring lies 

Money bring trouble and trouble wanna FOLLOW ME! 

Drop me on the corner of Flamingo and Koval 

And remember (All Eyez) on you" 

Then I come to a stop 

He exits the car, so I leave and I hear SHOTS 

 

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[Chorus] 

 

[Royce Da 5'9"] 

I'm the taxi driver 

 

Ridin with one passenger left 

About to catch a left after I catch my breath 

Peelin past them times where niggaz blast them nines 

Paranoid, done already lost half my mind - I'm high! 

Thinkin like what if the feds try to out me? 

I pull up to a stop on a red light at South Street 

I catch a parade goin by, full of rappers and snappers 

A Cadillac float full of trapsters 

Carryin a sign sayin "It's Our Time" 

I wave sayin I would never diss y'all grind 

So I'm waitin at the stoplight, South Street is jumpin 

I look back at Hop like, people call you Hop, right? (Yes!) 

After that, he's like - [imitating Notorious B.I.G.] "It's a green light 

You can weave right through, if you got keen sight 

Then make you a right then, head for the valley 

I'm (Going Going to Cali Cali), uhh 

Trust me, (Mo Money Mo Problems) 

Especially when you built for the stars 

You rather be, drivin yo' taxi than killed for the car 

So drop me on the corner of Wilshire Boulevard" 

I take him to the place he requested 

I tell him thanks for the message, the cab shakes when he exits 

I pull off (Hypnotized) then hear SHOTS 

And then my engine DIE soon as they kill Hop 

 

[Interlude: Royce] 

What's on your mind? 

Who's in your back seat? 

Do you go off your own thoughts? 

Are you even drivin your own car? 

I know what you thinkin, "This nigga sayin Hip-Hop is dead" 

Don't take song like I'm sayin we lost Hip-Hop 

Take it like I lost my mind 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Royce Da 5'9"] 

I'm the taxi driver 

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