Released on July 25, 2011

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[Verse 1: Full Clip]

This why a motherfuckin’ Ryda dressed in black (Always)

'Cause these motherfuckin' po’s roll in packs

Go ahead, shine your lights on me for what? (What?)

You givin' me a better direction to bust (Buck!)

Try and find me with your helly-chopper beam

Give it your best shot, I’m still servin' up these fiends

Got shit tucked in my waist to hurt you

Tryin' to put your cuffs on me pig, I’ll murk you


[Verse 2: Lil' Shank]

I’m ducking behind under some garbage cans

I’m on a mad dash with the stolen cash in the backpack (Backpack)

Hit the streets, left the car runnin’

I’m on foot now, they better send a ghetto bird or somethin'

I get down to crack a forty like I crack a safe

And cut a cop's face to the white meat in the alleyway

White lights you can hear the helicopter sound

See my shadow cast upon the ground, pull the heat, and dump another round


[Chorus]

Search lights can’t see a Ryda! (Fuck no!)

Throw your middle fingers up, bitch we assemble!

Blow your fucking lights out! (Call it unbelievable!)

Blinded by the search lights

Search lights can’t see a Ryda! (Fuck no!)

Throw your middle fingers up, bitch we assemble!

Blow your fucking lights out! (Call it unbelievable!)

Blinded by the search lights


[Verse 3: Sawed Off]

Can you see me, hoe? (Bitch) Am I clear to you? (Uh)

Or is your view kinda blurry like a faded mirror?

You put me on blast (Blast) and now I’m caught up

Search lights lookin' 'cause you gave me bad luck (Damn)

You put me on the scene, now I’m gon’ pay you back

'Cause if I’m going down for murder, it’s gon' be your ass

They ain’t gon’ never find me, they’ll never catch a clue (Never!)

They’ll be too busy body-searchin' with them lights on you


[Verse 4: Yung Dirt]

They hot on my trail, but yo I ain’t going back, no

Come out the bushes, then I’m kickin' in your backdoor

I’m hidin' out from the lights of the po-po

And every twenty seconds got me peeping out the window

I’m in the shadows so they don’t see me

With the barrel to your wife’s head, you're hopin' that they don’t see me

It’s just the night that they get shit right

And hit the brights, take my life, there ain’t no hidin' from the search lights


[Chorus]

Search lights can’t see a Ryda! (Fuck no!)

Throw your middle fingers up, bitch we assemble!

Blow your fucking lights out! (Call it unbelievable!)

Blinded by the search lights

Search lights can’t see a Ryda! (Fuck no!)

Throw your middle fingers up, bitch we assemble!

Blow your fucking lights out! (Call it unbelievable!)

Blinded by the search lights


[Verse 5: Bullet]

Search lights, they missed this target

I roll up down low like carpet (Down low)

Legends in these parts like Loch Ness

Elusive enigma, hard not to jock this

Hot piss in the mouth of justice

With a “Fuck you”, nuts gripped as I bust this

What’s this mean? Busted? Stop!

Search lights on the spot, then shit’s what you got


[Verse 6: Cell Block]

Straight from jail, violated bail on my second strike

I dodge, dip, duck, dive and [?] lose 'em in the night

Can’t stop me, I ain’t cocky; Honest

The hood got respect and they ain’t saying nothin'

Get the search party started with the search lights shinin'

Already three counties away, steady grindin'

If you catch up at the set, I’m savin' y’all

Nobody said they all gettin' wet for catching another case


[Chorus]

Search lights can’t see a Ryda! (Fuck no!)

Throw your middle fingers up, bitch we assemble!

Blow your fucking lights out! (Call it unbelievable!)

Blinded by the search lights

Search lights can’t see a Ryda! (Fuck no!)

Throw your middle fingers up, bitch we assemble!

Blow your fucking lights out! (Call it unbelievable!)

Blinded by the search lights


[Verse 7: Foe Foe]

I done had a search light since I was a little tike

Woodgrain in the whip, keep away from the termites

Like a mechanic I chuck mics like carburetors

And you can choke like 4 outta 5 of the [?]

One mistake and I annihilate you

Better pray to a new God 'cause this one bout to violate you

I never get caught 100 miles in the running

For the rise of the sun, I need to be out of the-