North Villah - Reality Bites lyrics

[Verse 1] Lost in transiton to transit, intermission from handlin transmissions,pan handlin ammunition, to standard ambitions, advancement to my position,give annual San Quentins, the mandibles always itchin Standin still but limpin The labrynth where I'm sittin Is fixed on premonitions Of money cars and women Somehow against the grain Every cut is made wit precision Still doubted by some b**hes But the overall opinion I'm despicable Eminemin all a my competition My minions have been persistent Wit followin all my visions Gods wit me but I'm sinnin Just askin for forgiveness I'm hopin he still listens All this earth that I'm blowin ill prolly need intervention But need it for inspiration I'm torn between my addictions Express it thru my diction I fake u get removed from my life like the appendix If u burst ill have no choice but to give u the gory endin [Hook] Alternative reality bites Only a blink and you can see that reality bites I'm some cloud 9/11 sh** every night I'm takin lessons tryna see if I'm prepared for the flight You feel me knockin then let me in Then stomach growling n***a show me where's my din din I got them steel cage bars to house ten men You feel me knockin them u gotta let me in then fin [Verse 2] Prophecy and prognosis,mak is one of the dopest Can't see it need bifocals,can't be immune to these vocals Networkin and bein social,marchin toward bein global Wit the mindset of a mogul,addin u jokin locals To my portfolio of hopefuls, non factors wit polio Maybe sick but u can't mess wit the Gods u lack the Holy Ghost From the cloth of biggie pun and L no need to overdose Mention super cuz the kryptonite has pushed me over dope No need to sober folks,I'm on a open road Doin a buck fifty wit a forty ounce in my overcoat Kick off return I'm tryna run it back from coast to coast They flyin backwards u slackers are kin to powder toast Man I been dippin on em like artichoke I'm right in line it's fine it's mine soon as ya artist chokes I'm into mixed martial arts but practice the art of coke I'm cookin rocks wit the cops tryna knock me out the scope I'm to adiment I add a mint and keep it movin My breath is fresh in the air ozone layers are improvin Since everybody say they cold I must be super coolin I'm spitting sick still sleepin on em so I'm super droolin [Hook] [Verse 3] Past participle,particles turned to ripples Now I need my stacks in triples,the extascy has been fickle Only gave me a little but I'm tryna get high Redbull don't give you wings don't have a problem wit fly We doin the same thing buzzin just tryna get by They wanna k** my vibe but its just karma comin for I Can't get the best of me my A game hibernates in the sky I just give em the BC powder L-A-D told u why Gettin back to the red wine to keep the blood flowin Don't know what I'm smokin now but all I know that's its potent I'm ridin to the wheels fall off I'm Victor Copeland I see the bigger picture so I'm just goin thru the motions Magician in art form just goin thru the potions Can't quit the patch won't stick I'm already under hypnosis Your styles so obsolete I was trained by the White Lotus Always close to my hammer my fathers real name is Oden,are you focused [Verse 1] Lost in transition to transit Intermission from handlin transmissions Pa handlin ammunition to standard ambitions advancement to my position