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Whiskey Pimples
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Vic Spencer
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Vic Spencer one of the illest rappers Give me a beat and Imma kill it faster Mmm thick skin I couldn't feel a dagger Big wind in the sick Benz, the lens was handcrafted It's a lot of rappers that don't own masters Mind in a suitcase I open it, it smell like weed Better believe V-I-C over [?] I'm trying to eat N***as out of their mind I smell defeat See deep in concrete, made the hook shot with a bum knee Off the pack to the corner, Imma run for the three We up by sеven, I make the shot anyway for all grеat measures Stay healthy or you under pavement laying I be staying in an accurate mode with crack in your skull Slapping the globe I be attacking the soul Rap up the quotes that I wrote in the notebook I asked a chick baby girl let me see how your toes look Boomerang stains complain to domains Flow change, insane propane with lo-mein (disgusting) Mix it up with all the propaganda Look at my iPhone while smoke tropicana in a large cabana Your girl made milk and cookies now she asking for Santa I was sh*tting on the world, inherit hampers of pampers I was a stoned camper rocking Stone Island by the rocks in the Hamptons If the world out I didn't need stampings Like Jordan with the 45, sitting courtside Look like a rapper, like a don got mob ties, in a sauna Give an order to whack you and now they're on you Ain't no on that's the real meaning of calm A real reason to break you Instead of paying sh*t ain't no reason to take you You be alright, if you ain't woke yet it's a reason to shake you n***a But let me chill sh*t I know how it feel Going through life and you didn't think it was real God taking your will The talk on round got you blocking your hoes It ain't gonna be you boy the Glocks is exposed Stop dropping and roll I popped up, highly blocked up, you know she got bodied Stay propped up, we throw you a party The cops tough, yeah but they don't know nothing about it A vague knowledge of the squadron Schemes be polished from Brooklyn to Hollis to a hood near you Richmond, they be listening, my sh*t good here too pimping I ain't missing it I pull straight through Kicking and sh*t, babysitting and she pull straight to Innocent, I ain't listening to who said who Or who said what or who said you're cool or who said f**k This n***a listing it, I don't gotta prove sh*t You wanna be a rapper but you don't wanna do sh*t But rock bada** clothes whole time they're new fits But they don't really wanna do sh*t
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