Rider - Rhymefest, K21

Ah, Mr 21?

It’s just K

Here’s your green room per your rider

All right, all right, cool

Uh, there’s bottled water (okay) and potato chips

(All right) And there’s bitches (all right, someone get this guy outta here)

Whaddup Fest?

They want us to rhyme tonight

Well K, them ma’fuckers better get the rider right

Well, first up, I need some vodka with lime on ice

But not a cup worth, I need a lifetime supply

Five-six but I’m eating like I’m twice the size

So I want tempura chicken with a side of rice

A shot of Malört, Fest, then we all afloat

Two ma’fuckers rockin' like Hall and Oates

Till then I get blunted with rastas

And when police come then I run with no justice

The bread of the house, call me 'Pane di Casa'

Just give us the bread, they can end the discussion

They better get the rider right

Or we ain’t gonna riot tonight

I swear I was finna stage dive tonight

Look man, I was finna start a drunken fight

Get the rider right, get the rider right

Get live tonight, get the rider right

Like Rider, get your fuckin' life

Right uh, get it fuckin' right

I want the yellow M’n’Ms with the nuts out

I want five bad hoes with their butts out

Backstage, we all drunk and drugged out

Who the let the ugly groupies in?

Get the fuck out!

If you wanna see a show that’s outta sight

I want a smoke machine with a lot of lights

Oh God, niggas better get my rider right

Or I’ma swing on 'em like Peter Parker with the spider bite

K, I wanna show the crowd all I am

I wanna dance to a Michael Jackson hologram

But Rhymefest, that’s like five-hundred-fifty grand

They got fifty-thousand motherfucker in the stands

I don’t understand (Here's your cocaine, Mr Fest)

Where the hell is my weed and my M’n’Ms?

I ain’t a guy that’s hard to get along with

Rock a song with, the show ain’t right, I postpone it

They better get the rider right

Or we ain’t gonna riot tonight

I swear I was finna stage dive tonight

Look man, I was finna start a drunken fight

Get the rider right, get the rider right

Get live tonight, get the rider right

Like Rider, get your fuckin' life

Right uh, get it fuckin' right

Puffin on somethin' like nothin', stay crushin'

A rapper that’s cheesy like Queso De Papa’s

It’s effortless, easy, I flex till they’re dust

And with Fest on the cut, all the heads know what’s up man

Man, fuck paper cups, we gon' fill up a tub

If I’m dead by tomorrow we livin' it up

Break a leg out there, I walk on a crutch

My bitch is Italian, my blunt is a Dutch

I spit automatic, come through on the clutch

The rider, what’s in it?

You fuckin' it up

Get the rider right