Rittz - Die lyrics

[Rittz - Die lyrics]

Ya uh yeah slum Shit
Yeah

What you mean you don't like my shit?
Well, it's obvious that you don't have
No taste and your opinions suck
And I don't expect to be everybody cup of tea
But don't act like I ain't
Killing everything I touch
I crush every record I'm on
So holla if you wanna get a
Feature while the price is right
See I try to be friendly, til MCs offend me
And now it's time for y'all to
Kiss the nice guy good bye
Besides, everyone hanging around me
Is a big shot when is it appropriate for me
To act like one?
I try to be humble among you motherfuckas
But some of you frontin' really
Lookin' mad I won and done what I done
Already it's barely begun
It's scary cause everyone's wary and
They say when I come
Wearin' my hair like it's hilarious
Tell me what's funny
They running when they see me
Drunk and my gun
Dumpin' they know they're gonna die

Die
Haters step aside, they wanna fuck with me
I swear to God, I’ll kill
'em 'til they show respect, or not
And everybody’s gonna die
Dead, shedding blood
I got the grave digger diggin' ya plot
I got ya body rottin' deep in the ground
Cause everybody gonna die

I'm not used to this music shit
I guess that I'm cut from a different cloth
Photographers, bloggers, producer pricks
And musicians as a whole are
Starting to piss me off
Not all, just some of them rub me wrong
Is it possible that
Everyone's an entrepreneur?
Talking to you like they a Hollywood star
And you should be lucky that they even let
You get your foot in the door
All I hear is an ear full of manure
I don’t know how much more I can ignore
They just tryin too hard to be cool
And cuttin edge and wiggle
They fucking dreads
I feel like I'm surrounded by
Dorks and corn balls galore
Does anybody know I'm up? I'm torn
I'm going off on 'em and
I'm continuing the manure
Maybe I should have my boys tie
'em up with the phone cord
At gun point and tell em hit the floor
Cause everybody gon' die

Die
Haters step aside, they wanna fuck with me
I swear to God, I’ll kill
'em 'til they show respect, or not
And everybody’s gonna die
Dead, shedding blood
I got the grave digger diggin' ya plot
I got ya body rottin' deep in the ground
Cause everybody gonna die

It's Jonny Valiant: the head turner
I turned to a head hunter
I bet if I met - one of
Your girls I got head from her
And came on the bed comforter
And she didn't swallow it
I zipped up my denims and then
I gave her a fake number
And told her to "Hit me
Up, it's totally cool ho, "
My homie co-signed me so I
Came in and bull dozed
My way in the industry any rapper offended
And wanna test me let me know
I'll get to cover ya tombstone
I cock away all the way
Pull my weapon and draw
Homie by the way, I don't play
Disrespect me I brawl
Take your life away by the way
I'm as deadly as Saw
I'll prolly be a killer 'til
I'm George Jefferson bald
Look at 'em all running for cover
They panicking
Frantically, they don't even stand
A chance with me
My plan's to be famous and get a bad bitch
Maybe Casey Anthony'll marry me
Then everybody gone die

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