Artist: Rittz Album: Last Call Song: Reality Check Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Rittz] Ya-uh, ya-uh-yeah, look If you ain't in my circle I ain't got no trust in you You a lame usin slang I ain't accustomed to Sayin "What the fuck I do?" Like when a lady wake up naked in the bed layin next to Dr. Huxtable What you uncomfortable? Wonderful, smoke with one or pool I hit a blunt with you then go and crush a box of Lunchable's A Smucker's Uncrustables and a couple pack of Gusher's Bust a bag of Ruffles open, start to crack a Dutches Let the guts fall out, y'all can shut y'all mouth But y'all can suck it out in public sayin fuck all out Would that embarrass you? Well don't compare us Ain't no similarities with me and who is in the mirror that you stare into (that's you) I'm pimpin bitches while you scarin them like Van Der Sloot Experimentin with 'em, let 'em share 'em while the cameras shoot They need a director's chair, you're reppin the censored, yeah An ode to C-N-T is deep connected like checkered square Giuseppe Zanotti's and I just bought me a fresher pair My guess is you would step into some Sketcher's I'd never wear No sense of style, I went to Fifth's and I was in and out With stacks of cash so massive it could be a risk to count My pockets fat, ain't been no slimmin down Only gettin fatter like a bitch done had an infant child that sits around And you could say that I'm harsh, say my flavor is posh I say that you ain't gettin paper, no más You a hater and I think I know why Cause I be takin long vacations in locations where they say "Aloha" And havin luaus, a mansion with a pool house With you down bass, sleepin on couches that expand into a pull-out Broke in Neiman Marcus, seen him glancin at the shoe aisle But you ain't got no money, you just flex like you do Your rap is questionable, in fact you're destined to lose You ever test me get me deadly, that's inevitable You want a stretcher with a medical crew rescuin you cause I decked you, I ain't testin no new wrestling move Suplexin dude, you would look fresh with a blue vest on Workin at Walmart, did you check the dude's restroom? Get the carts from the lot? Get a carpenter job? Or lay some carpet, ever thought of givin Arby's a shot? Just not rappin actin like your bars are hard when they not Honest to God they couldn't market the garbage you got [Chorus: Rittz] You say the shit that you're 'bout to regret (motherfucker) That's why you never get one ounce of respect You messed up and stepped in a pile of deep shit I think it's time to get your reality checked Check one-two (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Check one-two (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) One-two [Riitz] They say I murder shit and I just say "Affirmative" (true) I just write what I observe like I'm a journalist I'm merciless, my purpose ain't to further your encouragement of surfacin, I heard your shit, your verses need refurbishin (that's that bullshit) But let's be honest, we done thought we heard the worst but then a trend emerges with a surge, the words just reoccur again Is that a her or him? I work my pen so much it hurts my hand like when you fingerin a bitch to make her squirt and can't Her meat curtains look like turkey skin Screamin "Lord have mercy" like I witnessed bitches twerkin at a church event (oh Lord) And I done fucked in church before, don't judge me for it I'm sure the Lord above forgave me, maybe understood the circumstance that I was in, I was in and out of consciousness A constant itch to put a straw up in my nostril, hit the soft and sniffed Confidence was lost, I used to say I was incompetent But now I'm ballin hangin off the rim like David Robinson Bought my bitch exotic whips, ain't no S&M (bitch) A lot of artists gettin played, ain't no record spin (bitch) A lot of trends are gettin dated, like leopard print (switch) For years I watched the game and waited, but sat the bench You convinced about it like you could do what I got I signed a deal at 32 but still doin you in the process Maybe I made it look easy admit it, there isn't a stake in it makin it feasible They should've taken a breather instead of believin the people they keepin around And they lie (woo) but really I'm a good guy And I just stood by, but this is gettin silly, good try It's time to quit but you're delusional as usual So you just go and hate on me online but I've been on the look-out [Chorus]