Right There

Lyrics

[Verse 1: MF Grimm] Going around, running mouth, what he gonna do to me Like murder's something new to me. Don't Know who he's fucking with—here come a homicide Test me with drama, why that nigga try? I don't never hide, I accommodate Good day to die, any place and date I was calm when I asked him why he wronged me The nigga wiled out, got Nino Brown on me Kindness for weakness, when on the phone Nigga think I'm soft or something, hearing his tone I keep two things: a gun and a plan I'm not stable, and he don't understand Yap, yap, yap, yap, let him talk shit Take him to war, time to load the clips Think that he's safe, creeping on his block Pop, pop, pop, pop, watch the nigga drop right There [Hook: MF Grimm] It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block [Verse 2: MF Grimm] I know I'm hell-bound 'cause of choices New beginning, man, I'm hearing voices Back to Son of Sam, when it come to bread Got a brick of girl, killing cokeheads Smack the ave with it, leave the streets red Yellow-taped off, here come Feds Brother from the way. Today, he lucked up Asked to help him out 'cause he's fucked up So I gave him work. "Want my income?" Motherfucker told me, "Take it back in blood" That fucked me up. Thought we were cool Disrespect trust, broke all the rules Yap, yap, yap, yap, let him talk shit Take him to war, time to load the clips Think that he's safe, creep through his block Pop, pop, pop, pop, watch the nigga drop right There [Hook: MF Grimm] It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block [Verse 3: MF Grimm] In rap game, thought shit'll be safe You'd be surprised how many get chased Wheelchair shit, yep, put you in the line Think shit's sweet kicking verse about spine Because you have fans that like to sweat you Like I won't come and get you (Nigga) Put on the internet that I threatened you But Google can't save you I don't give a fuck. Go tell police That won't stop me, you better call the priest Snatch your life, I'm a thief, move quick Scream you're a tough guy. For you, I have a trick Yap, yap, yap, yap, let him talk shit Take him to war, time to load the clips Think that he's safe, creep through his block Pop, pop, pop, pop, watch the nigga drop right There [Hook: MF Grimm] It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block It's time to clear the block out It's time to clear the block