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Nightride Video (MV)




Performed By: Pavy
Length: 4:11
Written by: Noah Cedarleaf-Pavy




Pavy - Nightride Lyrics




Kids don't look outside, ok
It's Monday morning, as of recent she says that shit everyday
I see that same man's face on the television
Suited Satan speaks in every space and everybody listens
I guess he's a big man. People trapped in quicksand
Mama says be careful kids, that man is a sick man
But what are you scared of, though? Look at where you sit man
Shit, all my friends are out there, and I was only six man

Through my window I see caterpillars eating houses whole
Gbagbo won't stop 'til his greedy ass is full
My whole life I wanted more than just to see the obstacles through a glass
I f*cking hate that I was born in this class
But always grateful money's stable and my family never mourns in flask
How could I ask for more, how could I settle for less
I know I'm blessed, yeah that shit is great
But unless I try to be the best I'll disintegrate, yeah
I see rappers flushing money down the toilet on the gram
Kids are starving back in Zam, what the f*ck is God's plan
Oh he's busy? Bitch you must be f*ckin' with me
He's a pussy who don't dare show his face no more cause he knows he's f*cking guilty
I could never fully understand their lives, though I tried
They're confused as to why I even bother come outside
It's a f*cking battlefield, shit, ya'll expect me to hide
You clearly don't know what I'm made of inside, no surprise though
A civil war was something that I could not comprehend
I yearn to play outside at night, mom would always lock me in
Something bout coup d'etat and curfew, let the crooked cops begin
The thunder pauses but I know that's not the end
Like pah pah, like ah

Loud sounds in my head, gunshots through the night
And they don't stop
Loud sounds in my head, gunshots through the night

And the voices in my head are just as scary as the bullets
It's like god knew I'd be safe from war
And so he went and put it in my brain
Let me make that boy insane, have him fight it everyday
Shit, no one else will see his pain
And he has no one to blame so he blames himself
He's ashamed just to be sad so he keeps it stealth
F*ck my mental health, yo I'm a man so let's keep it real
You're the fifth person this year my parents paid
To ask me how that makes me feel
I tell you every time I'm treading problems like a navy seal
But I'm white, and I'm straight, and I'm male, what a steal
Yo, that's a killer combination, God created you with zeal
And all that privilege outweighs any struggles, yeah that's the deal
And If I complain I'm a bitch, yeah
And if I'm white I must be rich, yeah
And if I'm black I leave my kids, yeah
And if I'm brown I blow this f*cking stage to bits
I hope that everyone's offended, expectations are a bitch
I got locked up twice just cause cops were looking for a fix
I wished death upon those pigs, 'til my father sat me down like
Noah, would you be a perfect cop for $2 a day
Don't be stubborn, two weeks in you'd put that blue collar away
But this is life for them, I bet he'd say he knew no other way
If they get hurt at work, that's game, doctors can't save you today
Now at college, up in Canada
Depression's lost her stamina
My music and my fitness help me cope when she starts rampin' up
In class, the voice in my head says Yo, look beside of you
I see a girl begin to cry, she's tries but she can't hide the blue
I see the pain inside her, she's a Haida, she's a fighter too
I ask her why she's crying, she replies
I know it's wild, but I hear

Loud sounds in my head, gunshots through the night
And they don't stop
How could I ask for more, how could I settle for less
I know I'm blessed, yeah that shit is great
But unless I try to be the best I'll disintegrate, turn less into great, yeah
Loud sounds in my head, gunshots through the night
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Kids don't look outside, ok
It's Monday morning, as of recent she says that shit everyday
I see that same man's face on the television
Suited Satan speaks in every space and everybody listens
I guess he's a big man. People trapped in quicksand
Mama says be careful kids, that man is a sick man
But what are you scared of, though? Look at where you sit man
Shit, all my friends are out there, and I was only six man

Through my window I see caterpillars eating houses whole
Gbagbo won't stop 'til his greedy ass is full
My whole life I wanted more than just to see the obstacles through a glass
I f*cking hate that I was born in this class
But always grateful money's stable and my family never mourns in flask
How could I ask for more, how could I settle for less
I know I'm blessed, yeah that shit is great
But unless I try to be the best I'll disintegrate, yeah
I see rappers flushing money down the toilet on the gram
Kids are starving back in Zam, what the f*ck is God's plan
Oh he's busy? Bitch you must be f*ckin' with me
He's a pussy who don't dare show his face no more cause he knows he's f*cking guilty
I could never fully understand their lives, though I tried
They're confused as to why I even bother come outside
It's a f*cking battlefield, shit, ya'll expect me to hide
You clearly don't know what I'm made of inside, no surprise though
A civil war was something that I could not comprehend
I yearn to play outside at night, mom would always lock me in
Something bout coup d'etat and curfew, let the crooked cops begin
The thunder pauses but I know that's not the end
Like pah pah, like ah

Loud sounds in my head, gunshots through the night
And they don't stop
Loud sounds in my head, gunshots through the night

And the voices in my head are just as scary as the bullets
It's like god knew I'd be safe from war
And so he went and put it in my brain
Let me make that boy insane, have him fight it everyday
Shit, no one else will see his pain
And he has no one to blame so he blames himself
He's ashamed just to be sad so he keeps it stealth
F*ck my mental health, yo I'm a man so let's keep it real
You're the fifth person this year my parents paid
To ask me how that makes me feel
I tell you every time I'm treading problems like a navy seal
But I'm white, and I'm straight, and I'm male, what a steal
Yo, that's a killer combination, God created you with zeal
And all that privilege outweighs any struggles, yeah that's the deal
And If I complain I'm a bitch, yeah
And if I'm white I must be rich, yeah
And if I'm black I leave my kids, yeah
And if I'm brown I blow this f*cking stage to bits
I hope that everyone's offended, expectations are a bitch
I got locked up twice just cause cops were looking for a fix
I wished death upon those pigs, 'til my father sat me down like
Noah, would you be a perfect cop for $2 a day
Don't be stubborn, two weeks in you'd put that blue collar away
But this is life for them, I bet he'd say he knew no other way
If they get hurt at work, that's game, doctors can't save you today
Now at college, up in Canada
Depression's lost her stamina
My music and my fitness help me cope when she starts rampin' up
In class, the voice in my head says Yo, look beside of you
I see a girl begin to cry, she's tries but she can't hide the blue
I see the pain inside her, she's a Haida, she's a fighter too
I ask her why she's crying, she replies
I know it's wild, but I hear

Loud sounds in my head, gunshots through the night
And they don't stop
How could I ask for more, how could I settle for less
I know I'm blessed, yeah that shit is great
But unless I try to be the best I'll disintegrate, turn less into great, yeah
Loud sounds in my head, gunshots through the night
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Writer: Noah Cedarleaf-Pavy
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