Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Right On, artist - The Roots. Album song How I Got Over, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Right On |
We should shine a light on, a light on |
Book I write on, write on, it’s right on |
Yo, I try to get it how I live it |
A lot of people counting on me, kinda like a digit |
It’s a cold world, I’m not fronting like it isn’t |
It’s no time for coming up shorter than a midget |
Y’all know I’ma raise the bar though like Bridget |
See there a star go, don’t blink, you might miss it |
It’s precious cargo, you gotta be strong to lift it |
The light comes in different types, be more specific |
Shit, I’m Black Thought, what could be more prolific? |
For this love, I go above and beyond a limit |
I told y’all I’m above and beyond a gimmick |
I get into your head and spread like a pandemic |
I never put myself in a race I can’t finish |
I’m well-grounded, founded on the same premise |
as any man with hit list that’s bout business |
Yo, can a brother get a witness? |
Dig it, right on! |
Aight, okay, I’m above and beyond hot, my measurement in watts |
Time rate and flow of energy ain’t never gon' stop |
Pressure’s on, I won’t pop, microphone I won’t drop |
Gemstones niggas cop ain’t shit if I ain’t in the spot |
It’s the Orion of the Hop, the new star of the Hip |
I shine a light for the future so my presence a gift |
It’s evident I’m heaven scent with Thomas Edison elements |
Reverence for what I represent to show my benevolence |
This is Philly, I’m repping for the art of the city |
Came from South West Atlanta, gave my heart to the city |
where slugs fly, thugs cry, cause every part of it’s gritty |
Niggas shooting up the club like they partied with Diddy |
You get the diggy, I flick my incandescence to fluorescence |
and in essence, I can burn with joules of energy per second |
I put 'em onto lessons while I’m smoking on the blessing |
The switch hitter like Pete Rose right of possession, right on! |