Hex Hawking

Lyrics
[Intro: Ironside Hex] So, Vic said I could talk to you fucking clunes for a second First of all, fuck you Yup You mother fuckers are ruining hip-hop You mother fucking suck, I can't understand you And I can't tell you fucks apart Cats wearing color coded braids like Venus, no Mars No substance, no redeeming qualities Thank God for Vic Spencer [Verse] I warned niggas to stop fucking with me, now that's over with I'm niggas leader, follow me to the open pit Told [?] rocking a skirt with an open slit After 500 shots I had a broken wrist Love going places where the stink sacks blowing And Adrianna furs in the back where they keep the minks at Equally me and the sphinx [?] I love all of my niggas in Egypt In Harold's chicken parking lot eating some Uncle [?] The demon cleaning the semen create demons This evening the season of Vic Spencer marathon Releasing no bonus cuts, still not your head 'til your neck is numb Listening to this you need two extra lungs I'm not surprised that you guys acting like ladies Doing shit definitely sicker than [?] Unless maybe you gon' move out the way with all them foul raps Your music got me taking a wild nap Sheets on the floor, golden retriever sleep on the floor Niggas fuck with the wrong guy now they seeing the floor I'm a mother fucking heathen to whores, I'm greedy for more Practice a lot so it's easy to score I got me a shot on the court and in this rap shit Rap shit weak as shit but I'm still gonna spit Because I treat the shit like it's a gift Spit, unwrap, clack a half a bars a click clack Not a big task Big asses and fat blunts I want a big hand chunk of marijuana for my troubles Cataracts kick in My ex chick not looking finger licking good like she said she was Now that I'm high she tried to give the head to us Now niggas got a reason to be mad at us We getting some attention while you niggas looking sad as fuck I draw the shit out I peep them sketchy niggas You can't keep your name clean fucking with them messy niggas [Bridge: Ironside Hex] I can get jiggy (Pussy boy) That mumble mouth shit is for the deaf Take notes jungle bunnies Maybe you will learn something [?] [Outro] Spencer for hire My reaction [?] Your reaction was to shoot a man They were out there to kill me
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Credits
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- Vic Spencer