Right Dude by R2DaEz Lyrics
Verse 1:
It's so cold but I'm right where I need to be
It took a while but I at least had the decency
To show up with some shit even a little lesson
Enough knowledge the whole class can get a piece
Me and my pad we got chemistry
I step in the lab and make history
Papa John type deliveries
Parmesan bitch I'm getting cheese
Money on my mind like a memory
So my eyes green and yellow cheese head you digging me?
Get a shovel phukk is you kidding me?
Get a stroller you niggas kittens b
Get some pussy money or something
Cause most niggas be rapping but nah they ain't productive
Clear bottles and nice views
I see boats I boast and spoke all of this shit into existence it's crazy how life cruise
Yes I am the right dude
Nigga I'm a step above up and I been up here so I don't really give a phukk
Hook:
Let's wake them up man this shit is dead
What we gonna do is bring them back to life
It's only write that I'm the type to
Stick to the script I am the right dude
I keep going til there's nothing left
Yes I am the right dude
Vere 2:
It's a war brewing nigga pay attention
You playing for the right team or you play the benches
This is Ls in the man cave
Number one draft pick yeah bitch a fan fav
This is grind not a grid
But i get it N mind like Tron type of shit
Are you feeling him? Go head put your arm in the air to this
Can they handle him? Chest of the rare bluish
Call it pneumonia nigga my air coolest
Something you couldn't stomach gut is a real trooper
Iron lung heart of a lion
I ain't lying these dickheads is dying
Legend before recognition
And if you footing the bill then you niggas better tip him
I tip toed in the game like some psycho
Who came in like a dead body with no name
John Doe eyes closed open up the bag Who the phukk is he?
Get his throat slashed get his clothes snatched then I'm gone into the horizon
Alive before I was born
And if anybody see what I've done
You deserve an award you're now my clone
Hook:
Let's wake them up man this shit is dead
What we gonna do is bring them back to life
It's only write that I'm the type to
Stick to the script I am the right dude
I keep going til there's nothing left
Yes I am the right dude
Verse 3:
Back to back like a chiro-
Practice magic magic with my eyes closed
Count to three and poof I'm gone
Thoughts get thrown like a spiral
I don't like your attitude you don't see what eye rolled
I need Magik with my eyes closed
Go into the booth give them nothing but that pyro-
Manic mind gone brainic mind blown
You crazy acting you niggas is Animaniacs
Bow to your sensei I don't know karate
But I'll show you how crazy act
Let me zip up this bag before I fade to black
Gold microphones and Dom P
I closed my eyes and set my mind free
What do you when there's nothing to prove
I'm in the stu like it's nothing to lose
These dudes plotting shoes fire like Nothing To Lose
They loose sight of who's hotter I should just jump in a pool
I can't be a seeder to you leaches
You either in the game or you niggas play the bleachers
I keep going til there's nothing left
Yes I am the right dude
It's so cold but I'm right where I need to be
It took a while but I at least had the decency
To show up with some shit even a little lesson
Enough knowledge the whole class can get a piece
Me and my pad we got chemistry
I step in the lab and make history
Papa John type deliveries
Parmesan bitch I'm getting cheese
Money on my mind like a memory
So my eyes green and yellow cheese head you digging me?
Get a shovel phukk is you kidding me?
Get a stroller you niggas kittens b
Get some pussy money or something
Cause most niggas be rapping but nah they ain't productive
Clear bottles and nice views
I see boats I boast and spoke all of this shit into existence it's crazy how life cruise
Yes I am the right dude
Nigga I'm a step above up and I been up here so I don't really give a phukk
Hook:
Let's wake them up man this shit is dead
What we gonna do is bring them back to life
It's only write that I'm the type to
Stick to the script I am the right dude
I keep going til there's nothing left
Yes I am the right dude
Vere 2:
It's a war brewing nigga pay attention
You playing for the right team or you play the benches
This is Ls in the man cave
Number one draft pick yeah bitch a fan fav
This is grind not a grid
But i get it N mind like Tron type of shit
Are you feeling him? Go head put your arm in the air to this
Can they handle him? Chest of the rare bluish
Call it pneumonia nigga my air coolest
Something you couldn't stomach gut is a real trooper
Iron lung heart of a lion
I ain't lying these dickheads is dying
Legend before recognition
And if you footing the bill then you niggas better tip him
I tip toed in the game like some psycho
Who came in like a dead body with no name
John Doe eyes closed open up the bag Who the phukk is he?
Get his throat slashed get his clothes snatched then I'm gone into the horizon
Alive before I was born
And if anybody see what I've done
You deserve an award you're now my clone
Hook:
Let's wake them up man this shit is dead
What we gonna do is bring them back to life
It's only write that I'm the type to
Stick to the script I am the right dude
I keep going til there's nothing left
Yes I am the right dude
Verse 3:
Back to back like a chiro-
Practice magic magic with my eyes closed
Count to three and poof I'm gone
Thoughts get thrown like a spiral
I don't like your attitude you don't see what eye rolled
I need Magik with my eyes closed
Go into the booth give them nothing but that pyro-
Manic mind gone brainic mind blown
You crazy acting you niggas is Animaniacs
Bow to your sensei I don't know karate
But I'll show you how crazy act
Let me zip up this bag before I fade to black
Gold microphones and Dom P
I closed my eyes and set my mind free
What do you when there's nothing to prove
I'm in the stu like it's nothing to lose
These dudes plotting shoes fire like Nothing To Lose
They loose sight of who's hotter I should just jump in a pool
I can't be a seeder to you leaches
You either in the game or you niggas play the bleachers
I keep going til there's nothing left
Yes I am the right dude