Right Back
Kryme Life Lyrics


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[Intro: Trife Da God (Solomon Childs)]
Yeah, ya'll (uh-huh) I would like to make a little announcement (whooo)
Knowwhatimsayin'? We got Theodore in the building (ya'll get ready)
Straight up and down (yeah) First up to bat (enjoy your classic)
Introducing (yeah) the one and only (whooo)
The magnificent (you know who it is)
Trife Diesel, nigga (yeah, come on) yo
[Trife Da God]
Aiyo, I'm sort of like a water pipe, I'm ready to blow
In a pair of three-fourth quarter Nike's, the color of snow
Listen here, sun, duel with my goons'll run through ya
For a little bit of change and exchange for some buddha
Heat movers, and they barely speak like preschoolers
And they hug the block all day, with them see-Rulers
Young niggas, ready and willing to clack them thangs
Straight out the nest, they just learned how to flap they wings
Now, all you niggas better pause for a sec
Know your claws run eject, when Theodore's on the set
Trife Da God, but for now on, just call me the barber
'cause my hands they go to work like Antonio Tarber
Fuck shakin', my word got the fiends vibratin'
I ain't playin' fair this year, niggas is violatin'
I'm about to spaz out and start passin' out citations
'cause niggas left the hood for good, now they high maintenance
You ain't gotta know the name of my band, but this flame in my hand'll
Put a quick somethin', change through your plans
Snatch you off stage, while you entertainin' the fans
And I don't show favoritism, do the same to your man, what

[Chorus 2X: Trife Da God]
These niggas frontin' on wax
Don't make me push your shit back
In the hoods, ya'll don't pump like that
You'll get your shit pushed right back

[Kryme Life]
You know the kid got his weight up, now I'm tippin' the scale
I gotta eat, and my appetite is large as a whale
Got little niggas talkin' big shit, knowin' they frail
Fuck the rest, we the most, fresh niggas and steal
And I'm about to ring a lot of your bells, I'm at your doorstep
Grippin' the iron, bullets flyin' outta them shells
You think I'm lion, then ya'll niggas is gazelles
And I talkin' bout glasses, son, I'm on your asses
Put a hole in the back of your neck, right where your tag is
Slabs is like luggage, look how heavy my bags is
The ave, I'mma flood it, it's my time to cash in
Money good for the gettin', targets good for the hittin'
Blaow, me and Trife in the kitchen, cuttin' the mixing style
And no compares, to nothing, that ain't offici-al
Kryme, I got my stamp on it, got you amped on it
And I know what's gonna go, soon as I put my hands on it
None of ya'll mans want it, whether we on the corners
Or performin', battlin' with mics or straight warrin'

[Outro: Solomon Childs]




Whoooo... ahhh.. S. Child, Theodore Unit
The movie, you muthafucka

Overall Meaning

The song "Right Back" by Kryme Life begins with an introduction by Trife Da God, who boasts about his greatness and sets the stage for the song. Trife Da God then starts with a hard-hitting verse about his life on the streets and the violence that comes with it. He compares himself to a water pipe ready to burst, ready to explode and take down everyone around him. He talks about his goons, who are willing to kill for money and drugs. The verse also implies that Trife is a barber in his spare time. Kryme Life follows up with a verse that is similarly violent and threatening, showing that their gang is still one of the most powerful on the streets.


The chorus, repeated twice, is a warning to all their enemies that they should not underestimate them. The line "Don't make me push your shit back / In the hoods, ya'll don't pump like that" implies that their enemies are not as tough as they claim to be, and that it won't be hard to take them down. The verse ends with a boast about their ability to perform and battle other rappers, as they say they're able to take down anyone who crosses them.


Overall, "Right Back" is a hardcore hip-hop song that is full of violence, boasts, and threats. The song is a representation of the street life, where power comes from the ability to take down your enemies and prove your worth to those around you.


Line by Line Meaning

Aiyo, I'm sort of like a water pipe, I'm ready to blow
I'm on edge and might snap at any moment.


In a pair of three-fourth quarter Nike's, the color of snow
I'm wearing white sneakers that resemble snow.


Listen here, sun, duel with my goons'll run through ya
My crew will defeat and overpower you.


For a little bit of change and exchange for some buddha
They would commit violent crimes for money or drugs.


Heat movers, and they barely speak like preschoolers
My associates are quiet and speak little.


And they hug the block all day, with them see-Rulers
They are always on the block with rulers.


Young niggas, ready and willing to clack them thangs
My associates are always ready to use their guns.


Straight out the nest, they just learned how to flap they wings
They are inexperienced and still learning.


Now, all you niggas better pause for a sec
Everyone needs to stop what they're doing.


Know your claws run eject, when Theodore's on the set
I'm part of Theodore Unit and people fear us.


Trife Da God, but for now on, just call me the barber
My skills with a gun are like a barber's with clippers.


Fuck shakin', my word got the fiends vibratin'
My reputation and word have a powerful effect on drug addicts.


I ain't playin' fair this year, niggas is violatin'
I'm not playing nice because others are crossing me.


I'm about to spaz out and start passin' out citations
I'm going to retaliate and hand out consequences.


'cause niggas left the hood for good, now they high maintenance
People have become entitled after leaving the neighborhood.


You know the kid got his weight up, now I'm tippin' the scale
I have become more successful and am in control.


I gotta eat, and my appetite is large as a whale
I need to make money and am very hungry for success.


Got little niggas talkin' big shit, knowin' they frail
Inexperienced people are acting tough when they are really weak.


Fuck the rest, we the most, fresh niggas and steal
We are the best and freshest group around.


And I'm about to ring a lot of your bells, I'm at your doorstep
I'm going to cause problems for many people.


Grippin' the iron, bullets flyin' outta them shells
I have a gun and am ready to use it.


You think I'm lion, then ya'll niggas is gazelles
If you don't believe me, you'll easily fall prey to me.


And I talkin' bout glasses, son, I'm on your asses
I'm being serious and can easily defeat you.


Put a hole in the back of your neck, right where your tag is
I can shoot to kill.


Slabs is like luggage, look how heavy my bags is
My stash of drugs is extremely large.


The ave, I'mma flood it, it's my time to cash in
I'm going to sell a lot of drugs and make a lot of money.


Money good for the gettin', targets good for the hittin'
Money is a good motivator, and people are easy targets.


Blaow, me and Trife in the kitchen, cuttin' the mixing style
Trife Da God and I are cooking drugs together.


And no compares, to nothing, that ain't offici-al
We are the best and nothing compares or is official.


Kryme, I got my stamp on it, got you amped on it
I am the best and have earned my reputation.


And I know what's gonna go, soon as I put my hands on it
I have a lot of experience and know how things will go.


None of ya'll mans want it, whether we on the corners
Nobody wants to mess with us, whether we're hustling or not.


Or performin', battlin' with mics or straight warrin'
Whether we're rapping or fighting, nobody wants to mess with us.


These niggas frontin' on wax
Other rappers are pretending to be tough.


Don't make me push your shit back
Do not provoke me.


In the hoods, ya'll don't pump like that
In the neighborhoods where we come from, people aren't tough.


You'll get your shit pushed right back
If you mess with us, you'll get hurt.


The movie, you muthafucka
This is real life, not a movie.




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