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Talk, Pt. 2
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Vic Spencer
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Uh Talking to this mic help (Yes) Woke up from a dream that my wife left (Damn) Get on Instagram and swipe left to death The mic never runs out of breath The world is a toy or a tool Every individual gets to choose I make up my third option You living in a fly society where we into bird chopping We copping green like I cop kicks Unexpected like when birds drop sh*t I’m fly dog [?] Unhealthy like jogging with chips Should have knocked harder when the f**king door was clipped N***as watch me more than b*t*hes I don’t watch TV so if it’s beef then it’s more than st**ches Rappers gotta learn to speak to the mic Before they rant and rave about somebody’s life Tried to talk myself out the situation But all that led to was big hating, sh*t I even tried to talk to my wife But that sh*t didn’t work so I talk to this mic, f**k I gotta make me some moves I can’t talk to you, I talk to the booth Talk to the keys, talk to snares, talk to the ba** Sh*t ain’t fair when it smack you in your face Sh*t Chicago is a hating city so it raised me gritty And all the thot hoes ain’t pretty (Baby) Compared to other towns this a lame city But for the right people At the last minute the pain in my got me healing fast Make me wanna cop the Henny fast I take everlasting jabs The moment of truth You try to play it’s the omen of youth And you and the coma cahoots the pursuit Since I can’t talk to the human race You say nothing after I ask “What you do today?” Music lay down on food like a plate They always distracted with a phone in their face Sh*t, I should smack it out of your hands Blam your fam, smack you back inside of your dad’s plan To get your momma popped off by f**king her raw You talk more out your a** than your jaw Tried to talk myself out the situation But all that led to was big hating, sh*t I even tried to talk to my wife But that sh*t didn’t work so I talk to this mic, f**k I gotta make me some moves I can’t talk to you, I talk to the booth Talk to the keys, talk to snares, talk to the ba** Sh*t ain’t fair when it smack you in your face Sh*t No more talk, I’m all action Rapping, it’s the only way I talk to people All humans on the Earth, well I don’t walk with people (Naw) It’s not my fault I’m evil (Mmm) N***as tried to slander my name Make a mother f**ker lie me pull out cannon and game (Hey where that Victor?) Nev-uary (Naw) N***as said they killed me and we still ain’t seen the obituary Everything is awkward again All because of how I talk with this pen, mother f**ker Me and pen and pad been having sex lately (Yeah) No prophylactics going crazy F**king snapping man I don’t need to talk to people What do people do for you, huh? I know what this mic do for me It do a lot man N***as yap about Vic Spencer all f**king day n***a What the f**k does that do for you my n***a Huh Are you f**king crazy?
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