Dead Flowers

Lyrics
[Intro] Uh, Vic Spencer And I say last name on this shit because my shit potent These niggas knowing Fuck outta here [Verse] I been doing this since my momma was on section eight Let the Wesson spray, I bet you learn your lesson It's the mother fucking rapping bastard I'm known for smacking rappers In the face with some liver acid I take something tragic and make it beautiful Whole bunch of niggas dancing around like a musical Sit up in your cubicles and hate on the god And for the most part I'm doing a whole tape in my car That's how you gotta hustle, I got the muscle to move shit out Niggas be woofing to me but dog pull the head out Shatter your ribs just like breaking glass There go Vic Spencer right there I hate his ass Niggas out here doing shit but didn't do the shit Who is this square ass nigga I got a crucifix I ain't new to this, chick my track record Fast forward my lie then I'm gonna come back reckless Rock a necklace more like mustard on a white tee Beat rappers ass all the way down to the bright meat Niggas saying hella rappers look like me And none of them niggas is married, I doubt that very likely You might just be a fraud pull up to your location so you can see a god Brass knuckles drag on the ground when I stroll, I'm on the eggroll Dump plastic rice on top of your soul then call illmcnasty while rolling up the rapper weed Clap at knees when niggas walking up and down the street I used to be around some geeks now I'm the smartest one Break her back and arch her lungs (Baby) I hate bitches that sing and then go suck a dick Scream out the top of your lungs for the fuck of it McDonalds not loving it I piss in your shake Wake up at 4am just to shit on your grave My nerves not bad, the herb with hash Smoke in the air like a bird just passed I know niggas that's afraid of city life So they black out the block so everybody has a shitty night I'm really bright like my sneakers Stay the same color as the bleachers All you rap niggas beneath us You should seek trust, loyalty is hard to come by Soon as a girl get pregnant someone die
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Credits
- Writers
- Vic Spencer