Song Title: Reality Check
Written By: Moose
Produced By: DOPEBOYZ

Verse One: Can I Busta rhyme like Busta, can I get this shit poppen, and spinning like DJ Mustard/
N who I be, I be Moosey-Collie mutha/
Smooth like butta, I eat tha toast n get tha bread/
N only coming out tha house if I’m getting paid/well here yah go(in another voice)/
Now let’s start tha show, I’m a 1 man army with Arsenal/
I got tha Gunners intact n they ready ta blow/
And if you with me “Well” then we ready ta go/
And it’s 604, and you know fa sho/
I made so much Dough but it aint enough/
N if ya don’t believe me then I’ll call your bluff/
I can take ya to tha TD (BANK) show you how we be/
Even on tha mobile I them digits/
There’s 1, there’s 2, there’s 3, there’s 4, I made 10 grand over night well there yeah go/

Hook1x: Can I get a Reality Check, a Reality Check/
Cause half these mc’s aint really coming correct/
Can I get a Reality Check, I need a Reality Check/
Cause half these rappers out here can’t cook it like me/pause
I gave that bitch my last recipe, now all I do is cook off of that memory/ugh (2x)

Verse Two: I’m Working a nine ta five to keep the dream alive/
But now we getting this cream it’s time to move tha team/
I got mah style from Cali brought it back to tha city/
Now these lil mc’s can’t really rap with me/
Backpack rappers getting bodied, they some actors/pause
Spit a couple verses all you hear is some laughter/
When I get up in it all you hear is a Rapper/
That’s mastered his Art, I do this shit from tha Heart/
You wanna freestyle with me? We can do that shit in tha Park/pause
Reality Check, you aint a Rapper, I can do this shit from right now till thereafter/ugh (pause)

Hook1x: Can I get a Reality Check, a Reality Check/
Cause half these mc’s aint really coming correct/
Can I get a Reality Check, I need a Reality Check/
Cause I’m tha hottest rapper out here that’s rippen tha set/pause
I gave that bitch my last recipe, now all I do is cook off of that memory/ugh (2x)
I gave that bitch my last recipe, now all I do is cook off of that melody/ugh
(last 2 double up with voice monotone)

Bridge(sing style):Reality check whose really coming correct/
You know when I’m up in it, I’m rippin up tha whole set/
Reality check whose really coming correct/
That’s what I’m asking?, I’m wondering/ (ECHO)
Reality check whose really coming correct/pause
Reality check whose really got the respect?

Verse 3: when I’m on mine, it’s a reality rhyme, everybody gawn know tha DEAL/pause
I spit it like I neva had a MEAL(PAUSE –NO LIE)/I spit it like I neva signed a deal don’t know why/
Still I made all this money appear like COPPERFIELD/
Got mah numbers up, and they all REAL/
Got mah money up, and it’s all mine/
That’s why I roll through in the 325/
And you wish you could do it like I do/
You in tha civic well I blew right by you/
No hate its really all good love love/
But I prayed for this style from above bove/
You on em with that double, while we triple em up/
Rhyme killah with these bars I be choppen em up/(screw slow choppen em up part)
And its Young Mind Records whose better than us?/....
Reality Check