Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Riya (feat. HR & Darryl Jenifer of Bad Brains), artist - Ill Bill. Album song The Hour Of Reprisal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.09.2008
Record label: Fat Beats
Song language: English
Riya (feat. HR & Darryl Jenifer of Bad Brains) |
We rally |
Round the I |
Around the I |
And we never wonder |
And we never wonder why |
Nor will we say goodbye |
That’s why we rally round the I |
Round the I |
Life’s a battle of the network stars |
It’s unraveled & mentally scarred |
I gambled on my destiny’s cards |
Acapulco gold, jewels and coal |
Fools behold, truth unfolds |
View the road ahead of me, holmes |
I’ve steadily grown |
My heavenly soul control the deadliest chrome |
But the life of a child is what God has blessed me to mold |
This is something I put before everything, every thought |
Every bit of energy is focused on her every need |
I don’t give a fuck how gangster you think you are |
When you witness the birth of your first child it hits hard |
Speaking for myself I’m still speechless |
But I owe it to her to put this into words |
In case I’m not here when she peeps this |
God forbid, I plan to be here 'til a hundred and five |
'Til my great grandchildren are alive |
'Til they listen to this rhyme and wonder why |
We rally round the eye |
It’s so we never say goodbye |
Baby girl, it’s for you, Riya |
I want you to love me |
And never, ever worry |
It doesn’t matter anymore |
No more |
It’s time for us to rally round the I |
Let’s rally round the I |
Rally round the I |
Rally round the I |
Rally round the I |
We named you after my mother’s mother |
She raised me, now we raise you |
When I look at you, praise due |
Thank God for this beautiful life |
Now everything makes sense, thank God for my beautiful wife |
In Hindu, Riya’s a singer, a beautiful voice |
We could’ve stopped right there, what a beautiful choice |
In Hebrew it means «joy», in Arabic it means «hope» |
In Latin it means «queen», in Yiddish it means «rose» |
To me it means kick down doors with four-fours |
If grandma was still here she’d have given me the chrome |
I don’t grind for me no more, I grind for her |
I don’t live for me no more, I’d die for her |
Human Rights, we bringing the truth to the light |
Bring the youth to the fight while we shoot through the night |
This is dedicated to my wife and my baby girl |
Riya Mae Braunstein, I give you my whole world |
I love you |