Rapper D-Pryde enters hip hop storytelling mode with his latest work “Kick It”. He tells the tale of a friendship/relationship cut short due to drinking and driving. The tearful story will have you thinking twice about drunk driving whether you’re the driver or a passenger. When accidents like these happen, it doesn’t just affect the people in the car. The ramifications of their actions affect their friends and family in very dramatic ways. Don’t drink and drive. Friends don’t let friends drive drunk.

Listen to more D-Pryde: Kicking Infants, Start Again, Big Shot, Priorities, and Outro Flow.

Kick It by D-Pryde

Lyrics to Kick It by D-Pryde

I met you through a
Friend I used to know up in highschool//
Thought you were type cool, every-time I’d run by you//
You’d talk to me here and there, I thought you were cool and stuff//
I started to like you more, at times I would scoop you up//
You asked me what college I go to, well I dropped out//
You said you went to humber college and its hard to be there//
I said I travel frequently, mostly not in town//
You said you were studying, you’re try-ing to be a teacher//
I thought that was interesting, you grew with intetions//
I felt you ’cause the things that you would say would make sense
And
I just grew to be attatched to you so I just started missin you too//
And everytime you called you asked me “can I kick it with you”?

You always hated your eyes, cause they were plain brown//
You had a blackbook, writing everything down//
with crazy long hair that I would play with every-day//
And we’d cuddle while we’d listen to slow jams//
You’d tell me all your secrets, things you-did-in-the-past//
You used to blow trees,-but-those-things-you-did-didnt last//
You skip like every class to talk to me, I called to check up on you//
We’d always grab sushi, I’d-be-that-dude-you-would-talk-to//
Bout bad kissers,
I’d tell you I was good at that stuff//
We slid kisses to each other, then our clothes would slip off//
And every time I’d say I need you, you’d be missin me too//
And I would ask, can I kick it withchu//

This is where I bring this story to an end//
When you went to all these parties with your friends//
Back to blowin trees again and drinking real heavily//
And then I got scared from this message that you texted me//
You said you rode with Chris up in his car, at the end of the night//
He had some drinks in his system, you were in the back seat//
Started swervin down the road…and your friends were in fright//
I-called you, you didn’t answer, after that I fell asleep//
I woke up the next morning in tears//
a car crash up happened highway, I was mourning in fear//
It was crazy cause I swear the love we had was like a friendship//
And now it seems like everything just ended//
I’m lookin at this news report about this young kid drunk driving//
With 3 girls up in the car and I felt a great pain stuck//
I saw a list of all the people that just died in the crash//
And was hurt mad crazy when your name came up//
Fast forward to the funeral and yes I was present//
Roses all up on your casket, parents crying and all that//
Your friends were all there, cryin like nervous wrecks and
I was witnessing the pain and heard them wantin their friend back…
I walked up to your casket with a rose…
Said “everyday I’m gon be thinking of you”…
and up there is where you’re missing me too//
So when my time comes I’ll be there asking hey, can I kick it with you?