Down To Ride

[Intro:]
Always on the grind, always down to ride
Bump bump kick till the wheels fall off
Nothin' on my mind, skatin' till I die
Bump bump kick till the wheels fall off.

[Verse 1: J-Splif]
Yo, it's going down, you about to witness
Pound for pound, best contenders in the business
We lift the globe on our own, defy physics
And we keep our sound more precious then jail visits
Always stay ahead, even if the wheels broke
Some HD40 keep us smooth on the road
We done made moves down to the deepest trenches
A little kick flip, ollie over lunch benches
Chillin' on deck crawlers jamming on the boards
Grind to you're black, till our ten toes are sore
Stars in the making so you betta take a flick
And if you down to roll just pump pump kick.

[Hook: Prohgress]
Now, it's just one of those thangs
When ya got a job and ya ain't got paid
Living with ya moms and ya ain't got laid
Always on the grind (skate, skate)
Now, it's just one of those thangs
When ya got a job and ya ain't got paid
Living with ya moms and ya ain't got laid
Always on the grind (skate, skate)

[Verse 2: Kev Nish]
Ay yo, old school flava with new school kicks
Curb hop, hip hop, funk the skate kids
Sidewalk swerving, freestyle fellowships
Fat lace, finger flip, hang on my grip
'Cause I'm crusing down the street on my skateboard
Jocking the freaks, pimp slapping you hoes
Stuck in the lome, 'cause the 5-0s follow me home
Riding on bones, independent, got me grinding on poles
I'm in the zone, nobody know the way my bearings will roll
The rodes of L.A. got me Curious George
My parents is pissed off 'cause I never come home
Why don't you clones just leave me alone.

[Hook: Prohgress]
Now, it's just one of those thangs
When ya got a job and ya ain't got paid
Living with ya moms and ya ain't got laid
Always on the grind (skate, skate)
Now, it's just one of those thangs
When ya got a job and ya ain't got paid
Living with ya moms and ya ain't got laid
Always on the grind (skate, skate)

[Verse 3: Black Silver]
This chick she said she digs my rip game, stay grashin'
Yeah the kid thick, plus he kick flip the big change, mashin'
Fat tracklist, pull her over just for practice
The wind up pitch, she call it MacTwist, we riding
Grindin' till the wheels fall off, we power sliding
7-20 that plan the profit is logical
Nothing out of our reach, we call highly impossible
Getting insane, brain, man it's frightening
The way she got me switching lanes
I call it half pipin' it, lots of it
Then when she done, I call that pop shove it
Far East, Big BlackSil, you gotta love it
This is on a daily album, calenders face it
Skate
Skate, skate.

[Hook: Prohgress]
Now, it's just one of those thangs
When ya got a job and ya ain't got paid
Living with ya moms and ya ain't got laid
Always on the grind (skate, skate)
Now, it's just one of those thangs
When ya got a job and ya ain't got paid
Living with ya moms and ya ain't got laid
Always on the grind (skate, skate)

[Outro:]
That's all we do, we do
Skate, skate
That's all we do, we do
Skate, skate
That's all we do, we do
Skate, skate
That's all we do, we do
Skate, skate.