Middle of Nowhere - Rittz

Those who listen, witnessin'

Uncut dope, I lift a pen

And those who diss get disciplined

My imprint is infinite

Getting tense and intimate

When I’m pissed shit hits the fan

(Who's ready for Rittz?!)

This rap game’s so mundane, I just play dumb

Trying to listen to songs playing, then what main come

Making fun of them, none of them ever was A1

Trying to front like they John Wayne, well I’m James Bond

In my blood-stained tux, people that played me they thinking they got away with

it

I’m taking out my frustration

Finally shedded the dead weight, settled the debt, paid

We done shoveled the red clay, we dug graves up

Got a couple of homies that owe me some favors

And show they appreciation, they told me that they would bust they guns

But instead of it I debted it and just gave love

I’ve been heavily indebt and I done took pay cuts

Might have been a lot to me, to them it was just cake crumbs

I’ve done been around a minute, but I just came up

Hungry for dinner, but shit, I just ate lunch

At the Optimus, tapas, scallops and crustaceans

Tuna tartare, the way to act above all, like wah lah

I’m sipping crown and soda, but I would rather have the monarch

Thinking bout how far came when I’m out on tour

4 AM I’m in the bed, I’m drunk and I’m staring at the wall art

I fought off the competition like I was a war lord

I swore I should have blew in 2002, but given a minute

I would hit a higher altitude, then I surprised you from out the blue

From the middle of nowhere

People wonder how I blew, where I come from

The middle of nowhere

I’m on tour my crowd’s the proof, in some town in

The middle of nowhere

You should watch your mouth 'cause you, might get punched from

The middle of nowhere

It might be lights out for you, you get found in

The middle of nowhere

This your first time hearing me, then you should go backwards

Listen to Top of the Line and study the craftwork

Then check out Next to Nothing, that was me expressing what I thought it was

and what it wasn’t by becoming a rapper

After that then play The Life and Times of Jonny Valiant

Listen to «My Interview» and study my answers

Then check out White Jesus, that was me, yeah

In the studio after working a double and my back hurt

Staining my apron, pouring buckets in the grease trap

Thinking that I need to try and take a G.E.D.

class

Thirty and hurting for money, feeling like a sleaze bag

Feelings that I had are reoccurring when I recap

People biting me up in my lane without a Peach Pass

I ain’t gonna touch on that

I put on debt, but look I’m next, I took my steps, I stood out

I’m feeling like there ain’t no one I couldn’t out-rap

But since I made it people wonder why I look all mad

Because I’ve been trying to ride a wave, I’m in a boat without a paddle

Start to notice shit as I was growing as an adult

It’s hard for me to sugarcoat it like a bowl of Kellogg’s

They love you for a minute, but they’re quick to say you fell off

But I’ve been getting bigger and bigger and bigger

Mistaking me from the beginning, they still be getting overshadowed

The fans love me and they gonna travel to the

The middle of nowhere

People wonder how I blew, where I come from

The middle of nowhere

I’m on tour my crowd’s the proof, in some town in

The middle of nowhere

You should watch your mouth 'cause you, might get punched from

The middle of nowhere

It might be lights out for you, you get found in

The middle of nowhere

Want bars or want me to chop?

I’mma do both then, I’m like a piranha inside a bowl of goldfish

It’s hard for you to smell me like your nose is clothes pinned

I went and did a show in Minnesota, Bone Twins

No shit, so lit, no rapper’s my match

With white trash, getting money acting high class

High stacks, it’s hard to fold the bills

Pockets fat as Jonah Hill before and after the gastric bypass

Chugging the Zinfandel, then I smash the wine glass

Picture my dick, the bitches had to bat they eyelash

A maximum line slash from Dimebag Darrell, long hair and don’t care I wanna

catch down back

You at the IMAX theatre ‘bout to see me in 3D

Listening like they had me wiretapped

Paid cash for fast cars, you had to finance

Scientist inside of my lab

In the middle of nowhere

People wonder how I blew, where I come from

The middle of nowhere

I’m on tour my crowd’s the proof, in some town in

The middle of nowhere

You should watch your mouth 'cause you, might get punched from

The middle of nowhere

It might be lights out for you, you get found in

The middle of nowhere