Bring Me Down

Lyrics

[Intro: Rittz] Yeah, DJ Chris Crisis on the cuts C-Lance on the track Yeah [Verse 1: Rittz] They said they wanted buzz, I thought they wanted Xanax's They wanna hear me right my pins like a mechanic's wrench They told me spit, I did, right on the candid camera lens Misunderstanded them like when I'm fuckin' a Hispanic bitch Watching the Spanish channel, hammer analyze me analysts Stand me by the best, I bet you that impress the panelists If not, then fuck the many lists, "Hottest Top 10 In the Game" Blog sites don't even mention my name On the list of upcoming releases I got love for the blogs, but some dumb as Bud Bundy I'm seeing a bunch of D-list rappers, they ain't sold no records before Never did several successful consecutive tours Fucking on executive floors, parting like an 80s band But I ain't into rock and roll, we only playing Em Getting wasted, breakin' lamps, fuckin' up the comforters Snortin' lines, my nose feel like the size of Snuffleupagus Fights erupt, the customers wondering what the ruckus was Stunting, jumping off the bus and hopping into muscle cars Challengers, Malibu's, blue Buick Rivera's There are not a lot that's fucking with me in my era Pair of Air Jordan's on Clintel apparel Ever since a kid I dreamed to be a millionaire I swear I see the picture and it's slowly coming clearer This is what you wanna hear? Then I be in a city near ya [Chorus: Rittz] When the crew's by When I'm in your city, throw the deuce I Fuck the negativity 'cause I'ma do my Damn thing and I ain't scared no matter who try Who try to bring me down? They gon' have to give the king his crown They gon' have to give the king his crown [Verse 2: Merkules] Remember I ain't had no pot to piss, they doubting my accomplishments They sour now they talking shit, they find out there's a consequence Decepticon when the weapons are drawn I got this clout all by myself without the threads and your blogs I'm Thomas Jefferson, address me as the president of I set the precedent, I never been too friendly with y'all Listen, I cut their guts out like I'm rollin' up a Philly blunt Soon to be a legend, you should probably save my ticket stub They say my shit is sicker than syphilis when it's itchy For 50 bucks, your chick'll suck a dick until the spitter comes Listen up, you little sissy's sippin' through a sippy-cup They took away my license, all I do is make hits and run, get it? So fuck the critics and award shows Pull the trigger, hear the clicks, the clip'll hit you in your torso These idiots are frivolous, I'll spit this shit in Morse code It's hot, like delivery, delicio, Digiorno Rich called me and spit-balled me some ideas Hit 'em back like "I hear ya, OG, you a pioneer" We put the game together like new chairs from IKEA Let's cheers, it's been 10 years bitch, I'm still here The homie got sober so I'm drinking his Crown Ain't no bringing me down, my lifestyle's different now I see a moshpit, I drop the mic and get in the crowd Went from a trap, to an apartment, to a crib, to a house [Chorus: Rittz] When the crew's by When I'm in your city, throw the deuce I Fuck the negativity 'cause I'ma do my Damn thing and I ain't scared no matter who try Who try to bring me down? They gon' have to give the king his crown They gon' have to give the king his crown [Verse 3: Snak the Ripper] Give me the crown, fuck around and get the drama lit Was touring the globe while you was sucking on your mama's tit Hit the marijuana quick, smash the fucking stage up 'Cause I'm back on my Nirvana shit, I'm calm as Jeffrey Dahmer get Self bomber shit, play the beat and I demolish it Pull my pecker out my pants so you can try and polish it Fuck a blogger, any media source acknowledgement They faker than these bitches with their faces full of collagen I'ma do it for the dollar sign 'cause bottom line I just bought a nine If you fuck with mine, I'll turn your smile to Columbine It's the independent hustle, bitch you know you gotta grind Fuck a record label, I ain't signing on no bottom line I'm a Man with the Method to bring in the pain The hunger of an underdog, became a king in the game I'm living on the brink of insane, you think that I'm playing? Yo ever since my father died, I ain't been thinking the same I'm calculated and that's how I made it this far It all started with vandalism, I've been making my mark I've been lurking out in the shadows, ain't afraid of the dark Say whatever you want about me, I don't take it to heart Take a look at my face and you can see I'm cold as a rock Pushing that Chris White five-liter, rolling the block Loaded and locked, holding my cock, don't know when to stop Yo I ain't never been underground, my shit is over the top [Chorus: Rittz] When the crew's by When I'm in your city, throw the deuce I Fuck the negativity 'cause I'ma do my Damn thing and I ain't scared no matter who try Who try to bring me down? They gon' have to give the king his crown They gon' have to give the king his crown