The Psychopathic Rydas are one of two supergroups, the other being Dark Lot… Read Full Bio ↴The Psychopathic Rydas are one of two supergroups, the other being Dark Lotus, associated with Insane Clown Posse and the Psychopathic Records record label, although all their albums were actually released on "Joe & Joey Records" due to the large amount of unlicensed material on them.

All beats for the Rydas music are stolen, or used without permission, from mainstream artists such as Nelly, The Godfather and Cypress Hill. If a lawsuit were ever to be filed against them, they would just close down the label and walk. To date, The Rydas remain free from legal action.

As the Rydas, the artists take on the aliases of Bullet (Violent J), Full Clip (Shaggy 2 Dope), Foe Foe (Monoxide), Lil' Shank (Jamie Madrox), Cell Block (Blaze Ya Dead Homie), and Yung Dirt (Boondox).

Compared to their alter egos on Psychopathic Records, the Rydas are unique in that their music is not horrorcore, but gangsta rap.

In 2000, Myzery left Psychopathic Records, hence removing Twin Gatz from the Rydas lineup. Many believed the group would be weakened because of this, but the group remained stronger than ever. In 2001, their second album was released at the 2nd Gathering and was entitled Ryden Dirtay. It featured the remaining five Rydas and is widely considered to be better than the first album.

Also in 2002, Pendulum #7 from the Pendulum comic books was released, featuring 3 Rydas solo songs: What Rydas Do Fo Money?, by Full Clip, and Who Wanna Flex? & I Don't Wanna Die, by Bullet.

Their third album, Check Your Shit in Bitch!, was released in 2004. This album featured "Sawed Off" and "Converse", bringing the Rydas lineup to its highest at 7 members, and featured 13 brand new tracks. Plus, an untitled EP was sold alongside the album at the 2004 Gathering, featuring a song off the album called Scrimps, as well as three exclusive songs. Also, at that year's Gathering the Rydas performed at the Mystery Seminar, minus Converse.

On October 21, 2005, Esham officially left Psychopathic Records, as did Anybody Killa on February 3, 2006, therefore removing Sawed Off and Converse from the lineup.

There are currently 6 members in the group working on a new album in their portable studio while on The Tempest Tour. In a recent interview from Violent J from faygoluvers.net, the title of the new album will be Duk Da Fuk Down, and it is expected to be released sometime in 2007. The new lineup will be Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope, Jamie Madrox, Monoxide, Blaze Ya Dead Homie, and at the time newly added Boondox.

In the special Gathering 07' addition of Weekly Freekly Weekly on the scrolling text box says one of the new rydas name is Yung Dirt, pointing to Boondox because of the southern roots and talking bout "the red dirt looks like blood" from lyrics on his songs.

In July 2007, the new Psychopathic Rydas video for the song Duk Da Fuk Down was released, introducing the new member Yung Dirt (Boondox). The video shows gangsta rap imagery, continuing the classic and known Psychopathic Rydas themes.

Rydin' 4 Life
Psychopathic Rydas Lyrics

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Psychopathic Rydas....ryde on these bitches....forever
and a day....y'all know how we do...it's Westside till
we d-izz-ie...Eastside till we d-izz-ie....worldwide..

Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Straight up rydin'!!

Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!

Now we rydin' on these bitches, ain't no mercy in my
eyes
With the Rydas by my side
Screamin', "Die, mufucka, die!!"
Never hesitate
All up in the Escalade
Bumpin' sounds from the Rydas, straight dumpin'
Always into somethin'
Gats on my hip, hangin' out the window
Blazin' indo
Lookin' for a narc or a nympho
Breathin' this pollution always dancin' with the
streets
With my heat
Can't be beat
Get in mind
And we rydin'

I'ma ryde
I got a hatchet on my side
Long time ago, I was born to ryde
Straight up Detroit Psychopathic Ryda
Only real mission here is takin' you higher
But we gets fucked up and that's a fact
We roll down your streets, pumpin', shootin' off gats
So what the fuck bitch, why you wanna get shot?
You in the midst of the Rydas and Cell Block

Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Straight up rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!

I was 10-years-old, a lil' scruffy
Already rydin', grippin' a black Huffy
So
Buffy my picky-lo
Bitchy-ho
I'm the last jiggi-lo
Fo' rilly tho
On the dealio
About this crew
You don't join this shit...we come to you
Only a chosen few
That know the pros and cons
Fuck the Mafia, we froze the Dons
Stakes in bonds
I'm in a cashmiere sweater
The better your cheddar
The wetter you get her
And never let her ass what she don't need to know
'Cause the flossin' will kill ya for sho'
I know
I had to kill a deputy
Tryin' to question me
About equity
I coulda let it be
But my skrilla comes first
Till you see this Ryda rydin' a hearse

Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Straight up rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!

Rydin'? Rydin' bitch, no time for hidin'
Rydin' is for a perfect balance in time
Rydin' A, grippin' oversized black trucks
Rydin' B, grip a hatchet in your hand, whut?! whut!?
Rydin' C, fellow Rydas always got your back
Rydin' D, And phones, me, and my bumps, and my
Cadillac
Holdin' heaters to Ryda haters heads
Ryda E, I'm a Ryda and then some, 'nuff said

You wanna ryde
Well bitch, tell me why
You wanna be hard, think I'm Mr. Nice Guy
But I ain't, I'm the one they call Cell Block
Carry two Colt .45's and a Glock
Ready to pull out, so bitch squeeze that
Itchy trigger finger on the side of my gat
Five seconds later he was on the ground
I got in my truck and peeled off with his pound

Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Straight up rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Straight up rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Straight up rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
Hatchet rydin'!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!
Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!

Rydin'!! Rydin'!!
That's for life!!

Overall Meaning

In "Rydin' 4 Life," the Psychopathic Rydas present an intense and unapologetic depiction of their lifestyle as outlaws and gangsters who ride through the streets with their hatchets, guns, and music blaring. The lyrics illustrate a sense of pride in their violent and rebellious ways, as they "ryde on these bitches" with no mercy in their eyes and scream "die, mufucka, die!!". They encounter the streets with aggression and a constant need for danger to fuel their desire for more. The chorus emphasizes the devotion and commitment to their gang, music, and ideals, as they repeat that they are "rydin' for life."

The verses showcase the individual perspectives of the various members of the group and their experiences as Rydas. One recalls starting to ryde at a young age, while another describes the camaraderie and loyalty that comes with being part of such a group, as well as the danger and risks involved. The repeated refrain of "hatchet rydin'" serves as a reminder of the group's association with the Insane Clown Posse's Hatchetman logo, which became a symbol of the entire Juggalo culture. Overall, "Rydin' 4 Life" is a raw and unapologetic track that celebrates the outlaw lifestyle and mentality of the Psychopathic Rydas.

Line by Line Meaning

Psychopathic Rydas....ryde on these bitches....forever and a day....y'all know how we do...it's Westside till we d-izz-ie...Eastside till we d-izz-ie....worldwide..
We, the Psychopathic Rydas, will continue to ride around these women forever and always. Our allegiances lie with both the Westside and the Eastside and our reach is global.

Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Hatchet rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Straight up rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Hatchet rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! That's for life!!
We enjoy riding around, particularly with our hatchets, and this lifestyle is permanent for us.

Now we rydin' on these bitches, ain't no mercy in my eyes With the Rydas by my side Screamin', "Die, mufucka, die!!" Never hesitate All up in the Escalade Bumpin' sounds from the Rydas, straight dumpin' Always into somethin' Gats on my hip, hangin' out the window Blazin' indo Lookin' for a narc or a nympho Breathin' this pollution always dancin' with the streets With my heat Can't be beat Get in mind And we rydin'
We are on the prowl riding around with no mercy, ready to attack anyone who crosses us. We exude confidence and aren't afraid to show off our guns while we cruise around, playing music loudly and smoking weed. We're always on the lookout for people partaking in criminal activity.

I'ma ryde I got a hatchet on my side Long time ago, I was born to ryde Straight up Detroit Psychopathic Ryda Only real mission here is takin' you higher But we gets fucked up and that's a fact We roll down your streets, pumpin', shootin' off gats So what the fuck bitch, why you wanna get shot? You in the midst of the Rydas and Cell Block
Riding around with my hatchet comes naturally to me since I'm a real Detroit Psychopathic Ryda. My main goal is to elevate myself and others, though we also engage in some reckless behavior. We roll down your streets playing loud music and shooting guns, so it's best not to mess with us.

I was 10-years-old, a lil' scruffy Already rydin', grippin' a black Huffy So Buffy my picky-lo Bitchy-ho I'm the last jiggi-lo Fo' rilly tho On the dealio About this crew You don't join this shit...we come to you Only a chosen few That know the pros and cons Fuck the Mafia, we froze the Dons Stakes in bonds I'm in a cashmiere sweater The better your cheddar The wetter you get her And never let her ass what she don't need to know 'Cause the flossin' will kill ya for sho' I know I had to kill a deputy Tryin' to question me About equity I coulda let it be But my skrilla comes first Till you see this Ryda rydin' a hearse
I've been riding bikes around since I was young and scruffy with a black Huffy bike. You don't choose to join our crew, we choose you. We don't mess with the Mafia and instead, we freeze the Dons. I wear a nice cashmere sweater, and the more money you have, the more attractive you become. It's important to keep some things a secret, as showing off will only lead to trouble. I've even killed someone who questioned my finances, and I'll keep putting my money before anything else, even if it leads to my demise.

Rydin'? Rydin' bitch, no time for hidin' Rydin' is for a perfect balance in time Rydin' A, grippin' oversized black trucks Rydin' B, grip a hatchet in your hand, whut?! whut!? Rydin' C, fellow Rydas always got your back Rydin' D, And phones, me, and my bumps, and my Cadillac Holdin' heaters to Ryda haters heads Ryda E, I'm a Ryda and then some, 'nuff said
Riding serves as a way for me to find the perfect balance of time, with different activities filling up my day. I ride black trucks, hold hatchets, and travel with other Rydas for protection. When I'm in a Cadillac and carrying guns, anyone who opposes me knows they're in trouble. I'm not just any rider, I'm a Ryda through and through.

You wanna ryde Well bitch, tell me why You wanna be hard, think I'm Mr. Nice Guy But I ain't, I'm the one they call Cell Block Carry two Colt .45's and a Glock Ready to pull out, so bitch squeeze that Itchy trigger finger on the side of my gat Five seconds later he was on the ground I got in my truck and peeled off with his pound
If you want to ride with me, you'll need to explain why. Don't be fooled by my demeanor- people call me Cell Block for a reason. I carry multiple guns and am ready to use them at any moment, as proven by the time I shot someone in five seconds. I'll do what I need to do to keep my beef, and will even steal someone else's pound if necessary.

Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Hatchet rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Straight up rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Hatchet rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! That's for life!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Hatchet rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Straight up rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Hatchet rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! That's for life!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Hatchet rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Straight up rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! Hatchet rydin'!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! That's for life!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! That's for life!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! That's for life!! Rydin'!! Rydin'!! That's for life!!
We can't get enough of riding, especially with our hatchets, and we plan on doing it for the rest of our lives, no matter what.

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