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Vic Spencer
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Uh F**k Is this I’m up that mother f**kers I came up out my mommas coochie strapped, doobie wrapped Fresh pair of nudies with the Louie patch (Fresh) Pa**enger side of a beamer, demeanor on ten All of my jet fuel is gone in the wind Mixing the moon rock, n***as get tube socked for f**king with me I know my sh*t hard, I don’t care about your feelings I don’t care about our status and the way you rap is terrible There he go dissing on rappers again, pa** me gin N***a bumpy face don’t even comе this way, I’ll levitate Segrеgate me from all y’all I lost extra weight Meditate, I really need it I keep reading, but naïve to a whole lot of sh*t Like if my chick cheating I got my own demons, before I go on the deep end I talk to myself on how I need friends (Sh*t) I’m kind of off my focus (Uh) I love my brother Charlie [?] (Charlie) Rap became one of my biggest hobbies Everytie I rap I get sicker probably (Ill) Every other night I keep having dreams of killing bigger Nazis The taller they are the harder they fall I’m off Strawberry call [?] F**k off that wack a** cliché Black history month coming up and we not celebrating February 18th That’s President’s Day, we loading up the AKs Rolling up the KK ride dirty on the eight-trey Stay to the lake with it I was up North for a while I was a child, a juvenile, I got down to business Big blunts in small closets This was back then when n***as had enough money to smoke profit At the same time I made time for killing beats Feeling chic, blowing on Charlie Sheen, they really weak I look at rappers like landmines I dodge them in my Calabasas (Yeah) Way back when I was flashy I wore Jordan with the Kangols Airforce Ones the same color of a mango Five times a day change clothes go ahead rearrange flows While you at it dammit Whole bunch of decks of cards like I’m a f**king gambit Still rock a trenchcoat I walk up in the place like I been broke Come out of the restroom Don [?] withs the [?] They hate Vic, that mean I can’t say that I ain’t sh*t But I really am the sh*t I can take who you came with She rock denim right Grab her buns she was a genotype (Baby) Bag her up like groceries, my demeanor nice (Baby) Back to the f**king rappers (Enough of rappers) Y’all daydream of touching rappers (Ew) This why I stay away I do it so I can come back like layaway Still don’t get mega plays Y’all n***as considered feather-weight V-I-C having batter days mother f- Man that’s enough Vic Sh*t that you on been kicking kinda lately Kinda ill Last few times you was in this mother f**ker was kinda nuts Sh*t you been doing kinda lately, kinda funky Some kind of sh*t There gon’ be more type of sh*t like that or what my n***a
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