Ridaya Lyrics - Bishop Nehru

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, bread and oy 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 clown, 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 

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