Vic Mensa Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #164

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[Verse 1] Uh How can I summarize the shit that I've survived? 99 problems, I've lived a hundred lives Ringling brothers who got life in '95 It's a circus in the 'Raq So they was hittin' each other with pies, yeah Niggas love declinin' 'til you it Now I'm takin' over, 'bout to go Somali on a ship Like a pregnant woman, I just caught a body in this bitch Flow so sick I'm probably goin' viral off this clip Magazine in the Glock at LAX, ah Felt like Draymond when they caught me for that Tec Thank God, I'm blessed it didn't get sent to TMZ I was just young with money, no YMCMB I ain't lyin' on a beat, I been scarred but I became king Alexander Graham Bell thе way my name ring From here to China, my spirit is in alignmеnt Y'all lines all fake, that's Beijing I can triple entendre with the game's kings I'm talkin' to Hov, Nas and the Ye's I'm so fire, I sold that fire To enough customers to fill up SoFi in LA Logically my ghetto hypotheses Raised by the black stones so the streets rock with me Tryin' to get his money straight, a nigga gotta try angles Tip and lean on the corner, that's an isosceles Showtime so they watchin' me I'm top boy with the legal cannabis, I handle lots of P's To put food on the table My niggas even spinnin' on the holidays like Jews with a dreidel At times my mentality was truly unstable Couple loose screws with tools who could get fatal Foenem put some bread on his head And then they put a hole in that shit, now your dude is a bagel We get cream, cheese, pull capers Pick locks Jus we not playin' tonight Man I told y'all I told y'all I didn't come to play man All praises due Victor album in the store right now I said Foenem put some bread on his head And then they put a hole in that shit, now your dude is a bagel We get cream, cheese, pull capers Pick locks, 23 doin' home invasions After his song's on the label My brother backdoored me, I turned to that 'caine, I wasn't able To process my emotions, heart and mind broken Thought about dying often, picture me laying frozen Inside a pine coffin, open I be going through pain you couldn't cure with ibuprofen Percocet or morphine Watching cram shooting heroin when I was 14 Whores think I be on bullshit I hit her, forget her then Act like I don't know her, no Joaqim True player, I need a sports team My shorty get a ring 'cause every Superman need a Lois Lane To accomplish extraordinary things You gotta relinquish your ordinary dreams [Verse 2] On the eve of my second album, I resurrected like X for Malcolm Once Elijah Muhammad, a new perspective found him Hard work, dripped sweat and mountains I paid the price for my return just like a tax accountant Bouncin' out the belly of the beast like Jonah I kicked the pills, my serotonin is Maradona She fell in love with the rare persona She wanna kick it but she too messy, I scored out in Barcelona UFC is analogous I'm Israel Adesanya and Palestine battling capitalists Sicker than a sadomasochist I'm burning niggas like calories up against my metabolism I care less if you care to listen I just turned 30, my big homie on his 30th year in prison Niggas fake, I'm on a realer mission I'm Moses, mystified, no wonder God gave me inner visions Something you can't pinpoint with your eyes From 3.5 to a million joints of the za First black brand, I got the whole Illinois high Pull up with the FOY and I got my FOID card, uh That's a concealed and carry, I move with military When I go in to march like the end of February I'm a king, I need 3 wives, the more to marry At the ADMAX yelling free Jeff Fort and Larry Send the prisoners Cash Apps The size of your as kept checks, I don't do none of that cap rap Y'all break down to share packs I could flip 10 like Rob Dyrdek on stair sets This shit come easy, I'm on my young Weezy I'm too experienced, I feel like Barrington Levy With the Jamaican posse in Kingston They call me Chopper Mad Dog 'cause it look like my gun teethin' Yeah, I'm coming back, I just need one season They gon' see at the end like RUN DM Did the Black Star Line Festival We changed the world on January 6th like Trump's treason I need that white people chicken, that's unseasoned She don't eat meat unless it's me, slutty vegan My love deepens, healing for a tortured soul When you were still on the porch I was in Portugal Lisbon to Australia in Brisbane Bricks in the closet like Azealia with chickens, uh Success is all about your definition Lotta rich niggas died as a failure in prison Look, 25 to life or planning private flights? I'm selling dope, this how my big homie lost his life Now I got my sights on a consumption lounge I'm opening a smoker's club, word to Johnny Shipes Look, 2021 sitting in this chair I pulled that yellow weed bag out of thin air I told Jus I be the first in my city Then that 93 Boyz did 10 million in a year I'm the gifted seer, I don't live with fear I stay ready so I never gotta get prepared See, I built a career off of my truth Like Issa Rae the way I showed you when I was insecure Fake smile for the cameras, it's just veneers His famous shit is Al Yankovic, it's getting weird A lot of niggas get rich in here 'Til you get canceled, your friends turn to Casper and disappear Friendly ghosts, FN in a Fendi coat [Verse 3] All the doubters and naysayers allow me to say prayers And send 'em to Jesus, fly 'em to their maker I make 'em take a knee, think Ryan and Tank Davis We met at the fight She called me bae when we at Mandalay, Vegas They pay favors I don't buy covers, I XXL'd They farming streams, them numbers ain't real I'm fucking COs if I'm in a cell Then I Irish exit like I escaped from a double in jail My hustle is real I'm not Terrence from Hustle & Flow Touching the mils from juggling Os These niggas hoes, that's apparent It's like they got cancer in they larynx The way they talkin' out of their throat I'm a terror, I been waiting since Bin Laden to blow Holy rap, I need a turban, I hate when they call black music 'urban' All music is black music beneath the surface We sold more seats than Suburbans, uh Wild shit but I digress We dying from what we buying, it's time to divest How you want quality? Addicted to Qualitest Addicted to technology, sipping that high tech got you mindless Uh, I need more power I work like we ain't got the same 24 hours Flow so disgusting it might need 4 showers Hit from the back, she do a downward dog, I use core power Hot yoga Now she wanna drink my balls, tapioca Show you how to weather the storm, Al Roker Uh, my style doper I'm 2 years clean, this is how I sound sober Yeah, my vision is Lasik, I'm laser focused This a raid on the game, I gotta spray the roaches Say goodnight to my old life, buenos noches She a brain feeder, I'm a flying lotus I get high as the POTUS, you would think I was voted In office the way I laid down the laws and wrote it James Baldwin how the bars get quoted I'm on they ass like a beat cop tryin' to reach the boss's quota