Verbally Cooked

Lyrics

[Chorus: Verbal Kent] First time you heard of me, last time forgetting me Last time, that is not a threat That's respectfully put This goes out to users, pushers and cooks To beat makers and rappers hustling verses and hooks [Verse 1: Verbal Kent] Listen John McClain heroics, that golden era feel Put rappers in the hospital, Obamacare and chill If I could time travel I would order a stork Your mother take a morning after pill the morning before Just in case 'cause I can't chance a rapper Will end up being anything at all like Chance thе Rapper Slap a rapper 'til he's rapping backwards Likе pigs tested Interested in chess? We can embark But you'll be leaving Chicago like Mark Dressler Embarassing The way my words drop They say my heat freeze Confused people are sweating me They be like brr First I walk you through my skill set, watch me My freestyles that of a Ledecky/Phelps offspring A specialist, fuck chain snatching Imma snipe 'em Spit the Medallion off of your necklace, blaw [Chorus: Verbal Kent & Vic Spencer] First time you heard of me, last time forgetting me Last time, that is not a threat That's respectfully put This goes out to users, pushers and cooks To beat makers and rappers hustling verses and hooks First time you heard of me It's your last time forgetting me Well this is an emergency, surgery, you're verbally cooked Normally I wouldn't fuck with a hook But this is a fishing rod, full of piranhas [?] on the ganja [Verse 2: Vic Spencer] Over east with the goonies, we looney, we shooting Support local shit instead of loot it That's the way we doing acrobatics with the acid Laughing, blasting away MJ with the tongue lashing We be killing, I grew up on VC iller But wasn't ill at rapping yet, Victor was a fashion threat The first time I heard of you was the last time I heard dookie soup I fucked demons and made something beautiful (Mmm) Had the whole of Chicago mad at me The last time I was out I did nothing but blow a bag of weed Y'all lacking speed actually The opps tried to run up and start clapping at me Know the difference between needs and wants Roll up the keef in the front of the blunt And have a whole lot of fun Eat the cake after I beat the beast Delete your face off the face of the earth The Christian fate Is it the first time you heard of me? [Chorus: Verbal Kent & Vic Spencer] Last time forgetting me Well this is an emergency, surgery, you're verbally cooked Normally I wouldn't fuck with a hook But this is a fishing rod, full of piranhas [?] on the ganja First time you heard of me, last time forgetting me Last time, that is not a threat That's respectfully put This goes out to users, pushers and cooks To beat makers and rappers hustling verses and hooks If it's the first time you heard of me