Protecting Ryan (skit) Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

Protecting Ryan 

Protecting Ryan 

Back when I was a teenager 

Me, my brother Vish, 

and My brother Greg was playing basketball at the court 

There was these two niggas in general 

that just kept fouling, just fouling, fouling 

So I went up for a lay-up, I'm like "ball nigga!" 

God damn, they talkin' shit, I'm talkin' shit 

He jumps up in my face 

So I throw an overhand right and a hook 

Bitch! 'wham! wham!' 

This nigga falls to the ground asleep 

All you see is Z's, birdies, stars, you hear all that shit 

And then I run up on the nigga that 

he was with that was also talkin' shit 

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I said "what's up" 

Soon as I said that, 

this nigga Vish just threw the basketball 

and hit him in the face hard as fuck, 'boom!' 

Now if he was about to say something tough, 

he must have just changed his mind 'cause 

that nigga turned around and broke running 

All I heard that nigga saying was, "I don't want a problem" 

And right when I was thinking to myself, 'where the fuck is Greg at?' 

I'm reminded of why I never call him when there's a problem 

He got this thing about protectin' Ryan, he just kinda overdo shit 

So the next thing that happened in my mind, went like this: 

Greg flew into the picture, 

possibly from out of the sky, I think he was wearing a cape 

He landed infront of me like 'duhn duhn dah duhn' 

With a knife in his hand, 

with the handle taped up that he had been keeping under his 

front driver's seat in his car the whole time and nobody knew 

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This nigga just blacked out and started 

swinging the knife at the dude I dropped 

'swoosh swoosh swoosh' "I'mma kill you mother fucker!" 

And start cuttin' the nigga 

I had to grab him like, "Greggy, 

what are you doing? Don't kill this nigga!" 

The whole park just went silent 

And then the silence gets broken by police sirens 

And all you hear from each way is people going, 

"Greg throw the knife on the roof! 

Greg throw the knife in the pool! Get rid of the knife, Greg!" 

And he drops the bloody knife right in the grass 

I look at him, he looks back at me 

Prison bars just come in between us and surrounds him completely 

My mother and father just outta nowhere pops into the picture 

And I said, "You ain't have to try to kill him Greggy" 

My mother and father, "Why you have to try and kill him Greggy?" 

He said, "I was protecting Ryan!" 

And then he went to prison and started writing letters home 

"Dear Momma 

I'm so sorry 

All I was doing was protectin' Ryan" 

And then he came home 

"Ryan got a record deal, did you hear, Greg?" 

"Yeah, I deal with a record everyday that 

I got for calling myself protecting Ryan." 

"But you ain't have to call his wife a bitch right to her face" 

"See here we go again, don't nobody never see my side of the story. 

Everytime I turn around, y'all either defending or protecting Ryan" 

I think I get it now 

Thank you for protectin' me 

I wouldn't be where I'm at today if you hadn't protected me 

Thank you 

Thank you for teaching me how to rap 

Thank you for teaching me how to scrap 

Thank you for sacrificing your life so I can have a better life 

Greg, is that what you want to hear?