Bipolarism

Lyrics

[Intro] What the fuck is wrong with you Vic? I know your vibes is off dog No you don't Fuck outta here Fuck Nobody fucking know me man [Verse] Mother fuckers don't work like me They don't make sure the bodies get murked like me Take an hour to write a verse I'm watching your soul burst Get high all in the church Shit is unnatural, it's factual I'm better than niggas Keep the blicker, raise triggers like babies Havana blue Mercedes riding on Slauson Blaze big indicas and don't be feeling nauseous Shill not fucking with these Chicago rappers (Naw) Make them niggas pay, call them Wells Fargo rappers Roll up the tree in the autumn leaves I do it on your block and make your ass call your chief Shit I let the clip rest Big ass mountains of kilos, it's about to be a sniff fest I don't be lounging with drug addicts We all not mammals But you trying to fuck rabbits? (The fuck?) Lavish as hell, they clocking my wave Room full of enemies, guwop to my face (Bitch) Still work the bodies of dead rappers While my niggas dig up your grave I laugh at you (Hahaha) I should no longer share my fucking energy I go back to my old ways, it's feeling like it's ten of me I learned to walk with niggas where they're at I only do that shit because I already know how you act Niggas act like bitches too much with no ethic If you rap and can't produce no album then I'm skeptic (It's fucked) Niggas love to step on toes And when the consequences follow we just step on their nose Excellent flow, excessive with goals, I'm very vocal Niggas not Spanish the [?] calling me loco (Crazy) I told you Vic Spencer is not very social Niggas ain't nothing but rinsed garbage disposals [Outro] Fuck Fuck outta here I don't care about your fucking feelings man You gotta be crazy dog Show and prove nigga Not back and forth Pussy boy