Hardware

(Do it right.) Chorus Pull out the hardware Let's do it right (right.) Aiyyo, do it right y'all Here we go, check it out Subzero, cold from the Krush intro The temperature alone shatter weatherproof window We move at adrenaline rush tempo And leave y'all rappers screamin' about Who stepped on toes and cut ya throat So what, you can't fuck wit though You know it's me and that poetry to add injury to insult When Thought begin The what and the when The why and the when A be explained Music ease the pain Seize the brain The flow's like sex in the rain Hit 'em like they hit the projects wit the crane Hit 'em like they hit the black man wit the blame Hit the people like I'm bustin a gauge wit good aim Tell 'em bang this, dangerous masterpiece It's not a game to heat, pulsate through each vein Stimulate the ghetto, that's the reason 'Riq came It feel so surreal it's hard to keep sane Unplug me, seems like it's raw, get ugly I come to operate, just shine the spotlight on me Just make a little noise if the crowd love me The way I do it make these other rappers sound funny Chorus (2x) Do it right y'all Yo, do it right y'all Yo it's like wassup, everybody wanna get nice But everything come at a price It's like everybody got they own vice, mine weed and the mic And women that I need in my life Some strung out on religion and believing in christ Next man need the money, stay pullin a heist While this other wanna fiend, stay huffin the pipe While this next wanna fiend, stay fuckin ya wife Try to give the youth advice, and guiding light Young boys in the street getting high tonight Young brothers upstate hype, tryin to fight Real bitter cause they niggas ain't fly my kite What I do is for them chain cigarette smoke heads wit bad nerves Old men in the barbershop using bad words For people in the darkness, unseen and heard, for HIP-HOP Don't get the meanin slurred My flow disturbed Presence is the most preferred I descend upon Japan in a (?glowing bird?) Talk hustle, about 4 million served Still swerve, directing y'all, life spills, word jus Chorus (2x) Do it right y'all Yo, do it right y'all Aiyyo, when the fifth come thru it's like amazing grace Slow motion like you in some shit that may have been laced Standoff at the door when I step in the place It's like the law comin' try and pepper spray in your face If you a weak nigga stay in ya place My name 'Riq, when I speak Thoughts travel at alarming rates Come on, stomp wit The Roots I step into the vocal booth Armed to the tooth Cause the people want truth We all want clothing and food, and wanna root So I stand up say what I say in front of you Comin thru, feelin something new, chill for a few I know you probably wanna keep it real for ya crew So pull out the hardware, do what you tryin to do So I can grab the mic, and do what I'm dyin to do The turntableist, Krush on the 1 and 2 And it ain't no need to tell you my name, you know 'Riq jus Chorus (3x)