For Real - RittZ

So you know I'm bout to K I L L

People say I'm crazy maybe so I need to go and take a P I L L

They should lock me up and throw away the key

And put me in a C E L L

They say they don't like the way

I'm spitting f**k 'em they can go to H E L L

For R E A L

Let's go

Don't play me man it's kill or be killed

F**k with me now blood is getting spilled on the field

I'm going crazy no refill on my pills

Ain't no use in anybody trying to tell me to chill or cool off

Cause the screws off

In my head ain't tight they loose

Ya'll better try ta get a move on

Get a U Haul dog a Ryder truck

Before I slice you up and put your body in the boondocks

I was doing it when Busta was saying

Woo Ha

When Boyz II Men was the sh*t and was singing Doo Wop

We was sticking two Phillies together

Calling 'em ooh wops what you mad nobody knew who you was

Man a brew buzz wasn't never enough

We crushed anything we knew that we could toot up

Our nostril we pop pills and do bumps

Falling out the sky like parachuters

Who wants drama wanna come and rumble with the champ

Better not be on no weak sh*t

Cause when it comes to rap I got it locked

Like it's a prison camp these little kids can scram

Or tell 'em bow down kiss the hand

When they get put in their place at first

They wouldn't embrace me now their faced with admitting

That I got what it takes

And I'm a stay killing records tell 'em murders

The case until the day they consider me

As one of the greats I'm bout to

K I L L people say I'm crazy maybe so

I need to go and take a P I L L

They should lock me up and throw away

The key and put me in a C E L L

They say they don't like the way

I'm spitting f**k em they can go to H E L L

For R E A L

Let's go

Here I come tell 'em bombs away

And when I say that I'm coming that means

I'm probably c*mming on your baby mamas face

This sh*t's easy I put on some Drake

We drank yellow tail Chardonnay and that was all it takes

I'm taking over so wake up and smell the coffee cakes

These other guys are fake they talk a lot but wouldn't squash a grape

Don't discombobulate them with me

We are not the same get out my lane put on your breaks

And taste the marmalade

The fact I'm winning got you jelly

Your hype is dying down now your record isn't selling

Your pride got you too competitive and scared of failing

You chilling in the club and they like Rittz is in the building

And it's killing you any who

I be in a kiddie pool with liquor

And some h**s these other rapper's are miniscule

Anybody that's coming at me can get it too take it too far

And end up kissing my tennis shoe

Now let me see your titties boo cause all

I see is pics of your kids on the internet

No body wanna see them we can be friends

We can pretend that it's cheese dip on your face

When we know it's really semen

Let your knees bend and show the homies the bulls eye

Move ya booty like you was trying to hula hoop

My God now suck it like you was bout to use a Hoover vacuum

That dude is stupid in the booth I

K I L L people say I'm crazy maybe so

I need to go and take a P I L L

They should lock me up and throw away

The key and put me in a C E L L

They say they don't like the way

I'm spitting f**k em they can go to H E L L

For R E A L

Let's go

We drinking like Hank Williams and smoking like

Willie Nelson you betta try to hire Van Helsing

Or a monster killa homie cause no one can help them

Jealous of me cause I make the sh*t that nobody else can

I'm the long haired red headed rapper that be showing out

On every single record other rappers bout to blow em out

The water it's a slaughter why you talking sh*t you motor mouth

These motherf**kers adding up to no amount they know I'm bout to

K I L L people say I'm crazy maybe so

I need to go and take a P I L L

They should lock me up and throw away

The key and put me in a C E L L

They say they don't like the way

I'm spitting f**k em they can go to H E L L

For R E A L

Let's go