That Ain’t Right

[Intro]
Nobody checkin' for them niggas man, fuck them niggas

[Verse 1: Ran Reed]
I'm comin' like a thief in the night
Niggas grindin' they teeth in the night
Jealous 'cause my shit is mad tight
But despite all the drama I erupt like lava upon the scene
And like the microphone fiend, I'm tryna see green
Paid in full with my pockets on that
Or ya'all real niggas buy my tape and rock it till death
Word up, guarantee treats, Nick Wiz beats
Ran Reed raps, mental slaps make 'em collapse
Ain't too often you get to hear some shit like this
Jokers hate it 'cause they know they never get like this
See when we hit like this, it's a whole different level
Talented like Aaron Neville blowin' spots
Yeah yeah, right aight
You bust shots, all that shit I done heard
Come with some new and then prove you ain't makin' me move
So I gots to shed some light, fly ya head like a kite
Pick up a mic in my sight, nigga that ain't right

[Hook x2: Ran Reed & Sample]
Now tryna bonk heads with a stranger, it's pure danger
That ain't right

[Verse 2: Ran Reed]
Who want a challenge in this exhibition?
So many mics in the source, my shits continue on the next edition
I got you wishin' that you could be the man behind the speaker
Your rap flow style is weaker
Face facts, my man Nick, he lace tracks
Sit back and relax and let the bass tags
Come in with max, full speed ahead
Niggas, they fled to the lab when they hear what I said
Slow flow time, make sure you hear my shit
It's Ran Reed, I brings it you crystal clear and shit
Every word, understood? Yet they're so damn deep
The last nigga fell asleep, now he can't wake up
Like Freddy Krueger got 'em trapped, now he's tryna escape
But this nightmare don't end until you finish my tape
Platinum is the type of plaque I want on my wall
Movin' up while I'm watchin' you fall
Best believe I got that shit in store

[Hook x2: Ran Reed & Sample]
Now tryna bonk heads with a stranger, it's pure danger
That ain't right

[Outro: Ran Reed]
Yeah yeah yeah and all that pure danger kid
None of that sugarcoated shit, word up
We got that old real shit for ya, you know what I'm sayin'
My motherfuckin' squa
Word up, make it move like that
Yeah and all ya niggas that don't like that shit here
Fuck y'all niggas straight up...