Artist: Rittz Album: Top of the Line Song: Top of the Line Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Rittz] Raised, in the home, of the brave, and begun... Pa-ving the way, was embraced, by the Slum... La-beled as Strange, but his name, will become... +Top of the Line+, yeah [Rittz] I suppose that your eyes were closed the whole time I've been on the rise for almost five years but most of my peers, they hope I nose-dived Like an aircraft that crashed, they congrats you dap you, when your back is turned they throw knives I ain't handicapped or slow or no average Joe, I see past the smokin strobe light Put me up against your favorite rapper you say can snap and harder than me, close but no dice The difference be in my consistency and I don't need MC's to ghostwrite Who you know that pitch to always throws strikes? Anytime I get the ball I cross the goal line I done made it out the bottom on the slow climb, if you talkin to my dogs they all gon' co-sign Man I'm sittin on a gold mine (gold mine) Songs I write are from the heart, it ain't meant for the closed mind (closed mind) This more than bars, they're metaphors, it's a cure for the soul, I (soul, I) Seal with the end of your rope and now I'm right here close by Third time's a charm, I already let them know, twice Let me set the record straight, I'm the best, there ain't no one better, fuckin let the rest debate I accept the hate that'll desecrate, I just set the pace, set to detonate Some that disagree must be deaf cause they underestimate me but that's okay I'ma let you scream, let it resonate 'til they remember my name, I'm Rittz Bitch and I'm back in they face like pow! Ain't nobody gonna come and take my crown They be takin me for granted, I be killin everything you hearin, gonna lyrically raise eyebrows We ain't gotta double time, I do it 8 Mile style, born in P-A and was raised down South When I'm in your city hit the stage I bounce, from the Northside up, A-Town down Some of these MC's need CPR, listen to the wack MP3's I'm bored Your video is hard for me to sit through like Kanye's speech at the MTV Awards (You on point Rittz?) Sí señor, I got a pair of new shoes you probably never seen before I used to be dead broke with some cheap Louis V decor inside a Regal that was leakin oil But now I cost five G's for a feature, my middle finger up beggin for a confrontation And #FuckAnyoneWhoSaysHashtagInAConversation Man I throw the peace sign, as-salamu alaykum, Clintel was the crew and the congregation People thinkin I've become complacent, I'm just lookin at the game feelin nauseated Lotta rappers goin pop like a condom breakin Sick of concentratin on my skills when it's gonna be useless (gonna be useless) All the music I hear just sounds the same, a bunch of wannabe Futures You wanna be Eazy you gotta be +Ruthless+, wanna be me then you gotta be the smoothest Gonna seem breezy watchin me do this, get a deep teaching and follow me students Hit 'em with the whoa (whoa-ohh-ohh) that work every time Then we down start singin for the hoes (ho-ohh) trippin off that line and some punk might overdose off this dope I write, a lotta rappers wanna act like rock stars When they square as fuck but that's me for real, I got the pills and I'm fuckin with a soft heart Fist fight with my girl in the hotel punchin the mirror, breakin the door and the armoire Shit I can't recall the last 15 years wishin I could do an interview with Nardwuar I got an early morning flight to Hartsfield, takin airplane shots with a chilli cheese slaw dog Never gonna fall off, man I know I'm on now, got a bunch of unknown numbers in my call log People got me all wrong, see my hair and the beanie and they get the wrong idea Say I look homeless, shit my shoes 200, my shades 250 a pair Watch out you'll go blind (blind, blind) By the diamonds the side of my pinky that sparkle and shine (shine, shine) They call me Rittz bitch, "Top of the Line" (line, line, line) Ya-uh-yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) [Outro] Clintel definitely in effect man If you ain't fuckin with Rittz Pr-pr-pretty much you ain't top of the line You feel me?