Lyrics The Seige – Right Now

Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all

God I’m low
Guard my soul
All of my thoughts be dark like coal
Face down in the water I float
I try to speak my mind but I choke
I’m on the tightrope
Tired I can’t cope
No lie and no hope
The lion might show
Up to the party ya’ll don’t want smoke
Energize the body
Raise up the army

Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all
Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all

Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car

Put your feet on the ground
Look around
It’s The Seige and we back in your town
Burning it down
You’ve been waiting too long for the sound
Time is now
Got you hanging on every single word
Verb and noun
Uh
Give you what you’ve been waiting for now
Wishing
Praying for
This that type of shit niggas be slaving for
Get you another hit I know you craving more
I’m in this bitch I’m bout to go super saiyan boy
I am a higher being
Whole world at my command
I got the whole damn planet
Here in the palm of my hand

Palm of my hand
Palm of my hand

Watch out
Back out
Wait up
My nigga wake up
Stay up
They gon’ get in
They gon’ take us
Raise up
We got color
They trying to grey us
You are now listening to the greatest

Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all
Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all

Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all
Right now
Just answer the call, fighting a war
Right now
We shitting on y’all, I’m in the stall
Right

Hey wait a minute
I’m on fire it’s like I created physics
It’s like I was born on the outer limits
Close my eyes all I see is digits
Pay a visit
They inhibit
The upper echelon
Listen bitch I’m the bomb
Put your feet on my lawn
Then bitch you goner
Coming from over yonder
The black stealth bomber
More guns than Medal of Honor
We ready to slaughter
Point it
At your noodle like PB&J Otter
I’m the
Terminator and I’m looking for Connor
Back when
United States couldn’t locate Osama
You had
Teen spirit and it felt like nirvana
Now you
Got drama
You still in that Honda
Probably in your fucking pajamas
On them grams
We all fucking imposters
This how it feel when you get to the commas

Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all
Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all

Right now
Tell me who you are, get in the car
Right now
Reach for the stars, I want it all
Right now
Just answer the call, fighting a war
Right now
We shitting on y’all, I’m in the stall
Right

Right
Right Now
Right Now
Right Now
Right