Bishop Nehru - Ridaya lyrics
[Bishop Nehru - Ridaya lyrics]
I put numbers on the board, of course
I'm coming with the force
While these niggas are forced
All these rappers are lost
And people follow them so what do that mean?
It's just the whole group is lost
All ignorant teens still I'm thinking
Where's the kings and the queens?
Doctors and lawyers? Cause we
Ain't seeing builders
But seeing plenty destroyers
And music only annoy us
This viper is like made of poison
It shoot like, Brandon Roy with this boy
You shouldn't toy with this
Hot for a minute
Then you gone like it's boilers
This boy'll hurt any
No pity when he getting berserk
Spoiler alert: The wickedest prick
Or get them urked then sit with a smirk
Cause they thinking little like a smurf
It's my turf
Wish you the worst if you step in it
Get out of my section
I'm setting up for a bunch of wins
Remember I was tumbling
Just trying to get up again
Then I started buzzing
Went light-years in front of them
Fuck getting a Woody
The Grammy's I gotta get em in the rap act
Catch em this cat is been wrecking em
These lines help me paint
And y'all niggas still sketching em
I'm still ill
With niggas' chicks they not threatening
I never learned my lesson
And I guess I never will
Cause, I tried to change tomorrow
But the past'll run a mill
Like the last deal
That I went and did with Mass Appeal
They can't believe in a nigga
So I know nobody feel
Cause they ain't believe in Martin
And they ain't believe in Malcolm
Took two different routes
Still they found the same outcome
So fuck it if they doubt, son
Imma be outstanding
I'm already ready for the climb
Like mountains
No he reeking, believe I got the loud and
Mountain OC for the tree and the rounding
Now I'm OD, and it's seeking around
And still I'm never weak and
My vision ain't clouding
They sneak, so they clowning
But you'll witness the Emperor
My words'll give em chills
Like a Christian in a minister
Killing like, sinister
Niggas quite, miniature
Ship em like, visitors
And them light, prisoners
I just do what I do, like signatures
We not similar, Imma pop like it's finisher
Got the kind of lines to strain a mind
Trivia letting niggas slide
Now it's time to get ridaya ridaya, ridaya
I'm coming with the force
While these niggas are forced
All these rappers are lost
And people follow them so what do that mean?
It's just the whole group is lost
All ignorant teens still I'm thinking
Where's the kings and the queens?
Doctors and lawyers? Cause we
Ain't seeing builders
But seeing plenty destroyers
And music only annoy us
This viper is like made of poison
It shoot like, Brandon Roy with this boy
You shouldn't toy with this
Hot for a minute
Then you gone like it's boilers
This boy'll hurt any
No pity when he getting berserk
Spoiler alert: The wickedest prick
Or get them urked then sit with a smirk
Cause they thinking little like a smurf
It's my turf
Wish you the worst if you step in it
Get out of my section
I'm setting up for a bunch of wins
Remember I was tumbling
Just trying to get up again
Then I started buzzing
Went light-years in front of them
Fuck getting a Woody
The Grammy's I gotta get em in the rap act
Catch em this cat is been wrecking em
These lines help me paint
And y'all niggas still sketching em
I'm still ill
With niggas' chicks they not threatening
I never learned my lesson
And I guess I never will
Cause, I tried to change tomorrow
But the past'll run a mill
Like the last deal
That I went and did with Mass Appeal
They can't believe in a nigga
So I know nobody feel
Cause they ain't believe in Martin
And they ain't believe in Malcolm
Took two different routes
Still they found the same outcome
So fuck it if they doubt, son
Imma be outstanding
I'm already ready for the climb
Like mountains
No he reeking, believe I got the loud and
Mountain OC for the tree and the rounding
Now I'm OD, and it's seeking around
And still I'm never weak and
My vision ain't clouding
They sneak, so they clowning
But you'll witness the Emperor
My words'll give em chills
Like a Christian in a minister
Killing like, sinister
Niggas quite, miniature
Ship em like, visitors
And them light, prisoners
I just do what I do, like signatures
We not similar, Imma pop like it's finisher
Got the kind of lines to strain a mind
Trivia letting niggas slide
Now it's time to get ridaya ridaya, ridaya