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Ridin’ Through

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Ridin’ Through was released on May 30, 2025 by Purgatorio Studio as a part of the album Rhythms Against Nature

Song Details

AlbumRhythms Against Nature

Release DateMay 30, 2025

LabelPurgatorio Studio

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM93

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Punch Clock Prophets

Punch Clock Prophets

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Punch Clock

Composer

Lyrics

[Hook – Smooth, Laid-Back Vibe]

Ridin’ through the block, sun up, sky so clear,

Pedals turnin’, ain’t no worry here.

Kids playin’ ball while the old folks chill,

Life movin’ steady, time’s standin’ still.

Bike ride through the hood, just me and the flow,

Nothin’ to prove, just watchin’ it go.

From the laundromat to the corner store,

I see it all, but I want more.

[Verse 1 – Observational, Chill]

Pedals spin slow, breeze on my face,

Old heads talkin’ ‘bout who’s holdin’ the place.

The laundry’s spinnin’, clothes fresh and clean,

While the block’s buzzin’, the scene’s serene.

Kids toss the ball, laughter in the air,

Another day in the hood, don’t seem fair.

But life’s simple, they don’t know no stress,

They got that summer love, nothing to suppress.

Down by the corner, the deal goes down,

Quick hands, low talk, but I’m outta town.

Just keepin’ it movin’, don’t need no part,

Just another scene from the block’s heart.

[Hook – Repeat, Laid-Back]

Ridin’ through the block, sun up, sky so clear,

Pedals turnin’, ain’t no worry here.

Kids playin’ ball while the old folks chill,

Life movin’ steady, time’s standin’ still.

Bike ride through the hood, just me and the flow,

Nothin’ to prove, just watchin’ it go.

From the laundromat to the corner store,

I see it all, but I want more.

[Verse 2 – More of the Scene, No Involvement]

Down the street, see the homie on the stoop,

Jokes flyin’, talkin’ ‘bout who’s in the loop.

Moms on the porch with the kids at her feet,

Hustle’s real, but the sun’s got that heat.

Cars roll slow, engines hummin’ deep,

Music low, but the bass still creeps.

Somebody’s hustle is another man’s grind,

But I just roll through, peace of mind.

The bodega’s full, people gettin' their fix,

But I’m just passin’, no need for the mix.

Ain’t in the game, just in the scene,

But I know what’s real, and I stay unseen.

[Bridge – Chill, Reflective]

This the block, and I’m just passin’ by,

No drama, no lies, just the kids and the sky.

Life’s movin’ fast, but I’m slowin’ the pace,

Breathe it all in, just enjoyin' the space.

[Final Hook – Repeat, Smooth Flow]

Ridin’ through the block, sun up, sky so clear,

Pedals turnin’, ain’t no worry here.

Kids playin’ ball while the old folks chill,

Life movin’ steady, time’s standin’ still.

Bike ride through the hood, just me and the flow,

Nothin’ to prove, just watchin’ it go.

From the laundromat to the corner store,

I see it all, but I want more.

Written by: Punch Clock

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