Rittz – Picture Perfect Lyrics (feat. Tech N9ne)

What do you say?)
Got no validity ’cause we (Giving the most everyday)
Won’t you admit to me that you (Totally wrong, nigga we paid)
All of it iffy because
[Chorus: Rittz]
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide Summer’s Eve body wash, stick it up inside the p*ssy
Honestly I was shocked, she ain’t even kinda ugly
Judge a book by the front cover
The inside is nothing like a thot
Try’na spot demons when they hiding from me
Friends of mine benefited with hidden agendas
I had a hint but I didn’t dig in as much as I could
Family members can be as Venomous as Indian cobras
They got a motive and they comin’ for blood
Suckin’ my pockets dry
Not surprised
I ain’t even offering
Watch as I oxidize
Like an avocado green
Watch the guy on my side
Sam the bull Grabano me
You can paint the prettiest painting you wanna see but—
[Chorus: Rittz]
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
A place to hide
Nothing’s picture perfect
The worst gets blurred by the naked eye
You scratch the surface
The rats and serpents
And skeletons search for a place to hide
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I hear a whole lotta (Cappin’)
N9na don’t want to start in surpassin’
Then the people saying me and my partner we put a cappin’ (I’ma yappin’)
f*cking enormous amount of cash and then we baggin’ ’em
And y’all don’t really (Know what’s crackin’)
Saying this nigga’s bad when I ruin what they pursuin’
And don’t know that we giving a f*ck, fillin’ ’em with a (Passion)
If I was devilish with my actions
All of my artists they would be a target for blasting
That’s real spill, people they will kill
If you never peel skrill, and you give ’em my ill deal
Never a chill pill even when it’s a lil’ bill
The reason why we still rocking and never feel steel
Everyone listen up
If you ain’t really knowing the (That the gun’s quick enough)
They wanna go away from the (‘Bout to come sick as f*ck)
Speaking for Gouda I’ma tell ya (Tech is one nigga, what?)
Every f*cking day I’ma tell ya
I ain’t running with failures
They ain’t never going back to drug paraphernalia
They held up high
So all the negative shit must die
The haters really wanna see me in Hell, plus fry
You better get the f*ck away
Talkin’ stupidity, can you (Really got lost? [Verse 1: Rittz]
You the guy from the BET Cypher right? And your dick was smelling fishy, tell the bitch to go wash? You remember that? I saw you one day on Sway with gunplay (That’s me)
You still signed with Tech? Well, tell Wolf “What’s up” for me
I miss Rittz back in the Slum days
My ex-girlfriend said you hung at someplace
Maybe the Sun Suites? I forgot
I told all my homies that you’re dope
I like when you rap fast more than going slower
I got a joint rolled, I was told you don’t smoke, well, I do
But with you I would tell you “I sure don’t”
I don’t wanna get high with somebody so naive
They believing every word that they heard this day
Making up dirt like I’m not a normal person
Like I’ma let them talk to me a certain way
The moshpit shit’s cool when in certain pace
To a beat like this, f*ck yeah, but I do deserve, you disturb
People sick of words, getting nervous
‘Cause a shirtless jerk screaming like he’s Kurt Cobain
I hate a person that would purposely prefer to be a loudmouth
Try’na be a tough dude, end up getting round-housed
What you think I’m talking Kung Fu? Gun’s true
Bow, bow, letting off rounds like a tap down
Blood-stained brain, blood stream’s full of gasoline
Amoco and I’m so freaky even if I see a titty, bring the camera
Told her I wanna eat her out immediately
Even if she didn’t shower, I’m an animal
Then again, if I get a hint of salmon roll then my little man’ll go soft
Ever been tipsy when you f*cked a musty p*ssy? At the NorVa in Norfolk? Said you was cool ’til you got real drunk and just changed
And put someone’s face through the wood in the bookcase
Or TV stand, whatever it was, damn
I heard you like to soak in the tub and snort coke (Nope)
I heard you cussed out a crowd for starting a moshpit
Where was that?