Sing your song
To the pages of history
You gotta prove them wrong
Let 'em know how sweet this life can be
All the things I thought I'd say
Lose my mind, drift away from this world
Leave your earthly burdens in the
See
Me now, I'm a man and all things tremble in my
Wake
Your soul to override your mind's control

I won't hesitate to debate the facts straight
If I can think it and write it you can sit and relate
And nine times out of ten you can bring it back again
But it'll never be as good as it was way back when
So don't test, look away and go back to your own quest
I must confess, I feel goddamn blessed
And yes, I do get stressed and depressed
But who in the fuck doesn't it's all part of the test
It's the best to be bustin' Dustin just in case you didn't know
Yo, I didn't do it for the dough
So now I'm set and I'm willin' to bet
We've all had bad times too good to regret
Sittin' Riverside sippin' gettin' technically wrecked
It all starts at a place in the base of the neck
And it ends with a riddle and a bit of guit-fiddle in the middle there's a little bit of microphone check
One, two!
So tell me what you really wanna do
Kung Fu!
Is how we sling it when we bring it to you
We run through!
To the back with some Jack to relax and you'll probably catch me sippin' on a bit of rum, too
And then it's microphone, checkrophone, step into the wreckin zone
Eli's on the kit and he's legit without a metronome
Yes, we do protect our own, your beats are better left alone
Talkin' shit to me and Aron G you better check your tone

Sing your song
To the pages of history
You've gotta prove them wrong
Let 'em know how sweet this life can be
All the things I thought I'd say
Lose my mind and Drift away from this world
Leave your earthly burdens in the sea

Who got ya?
The 20 Riverside got ya
Who got ya?
The 20 Riverside got ya
Who got ya?
The 20 Riverside got ya
Who got ya?
20 Riverside got ya