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Right There
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Right There was released on July 25, 2025 by Escapism as a part of the album Funeral For A Dream
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Release DateJuly 25, 2025
LabelEscapism
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Apollo Brown
Apollo Brown
Drum Programming, Drum Machine
Bronze Nazareth
Bronze Nazareth
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erik Vincent Stephens
Erik Vincent Stephens
Composer
Justin Dante Cross
Justin Dante Cross
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Apollo Brown
Apollo Brown
Producer
J. Hutchinson
J. Hutchinson
Mastering Engineer
Magnetic
Magnetic
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

She said, 'you stack bricks like masonry, but they don't whisper back'
It's a requiem for a dream where pistol Missiles relapse
I bought a building on grand river over tombstones of the Ave
I'm not a gangster but any cancer gets exhumed from the slab
Her concerns hieroglyphic I dismissed it off my canvas
Could be waitin' in the bushes clip hangin' like branches
I'm the Ayatollah over this bitch I see no challenge
'Hope you don't be on the news uppin the chalk line tallies'
But I laughed stacked crates, let the vinyl's embrace
Detroit frost kissed the glass like a ghost in the place
Every knob that I was twistin mixin' echoes with fate
I aint hear the future whisper I just the left out the gate
Headed Straight into my zone, worry bloomin at home
I pulled off engine hummin' like a funeral tone
Her words lingered 'on Grand River, you shouldn't be alone'
I didn't see the gunman hoverin' by the church like a drone uh
And it was right there
Everything was right there
Couldn't see it all it was right there
I mean everything was right there
(Right there)
She seen it in her dreams it was right there
(Right there)
Grand River Field Green we was right there
Back in park doors shut, smirk low on the moon
Had the steel gate Deadbolt doors sealed like a tomb
Put out my blunt it was a swisher strawberry perfume
Chrome looms in my periphery, Devil's costume
It was no street lights sleet ice and cold with the gloom
It's the same goon she warned—eyes glowin' like fumes
'Told y'all Ion like you', voice swept in with a boom
Shells tap danced left echoes mid-air like choir rooms
I ducked and weaved pages bent back from a breeze
Shot ricochet off the grand prix and scattered debris
My pistol out of reach or he'd be automatic Swiss cheese
Sirens hum cinematic, flashed the static 'fore he flees
My torch under my seat, he coulda candled me indeed
But I was too deep transforming this bando to symphonies
Limp with me across the motor city's weathered weakened beams
My queen seems to believe she seen it all in a recent dream
And it was right there
Everything was right there
Couldn't see it all it was right there
I mean everything was right there
(Right there)
She seen it in her dreams it was right there
(Right there)
Grand River Field Green we was right there
Written by: Erik Vincent Stephens, Justin Dante Cross
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