Villiany

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh Vic Spencer Yeah Fuck On the real Type shit is this Uh that shit don't owe me shit Fucking live life mother fucker [Verse] Uh, Vic Spencer is the most hated I earned that title I stay in the latest Blazing with your lady I can't believe how amazing this could really be I'm out here while they're trying to play me I was born in the eighties like the Wallaby's (Fresh) A real life mother fucker will wanna follow me In real life I'm really up in the league We at war my nigga we don't rock no fatigue My nigga we ain't fucking with you niggas (Naw) And that be my only issue with you niggas You niggas is not worth triggers My mind is a constellation of the marijuana plants I do shit that your father can't Fucking little bitty niggas try to come for my head I got my mind made up, run into me you're dead I'm like a brick waay, a big dick fall inside placentas My credentials is up there with the winners My nigga [?] Let's get it bustin' I fold the tux up And wear some nice sneakers I don't mind getting them fucked up It sucks to be a fucking rapper that try to be a friend with the fuck boys Man I seen enough noise, I'm out of here And yeah I splatter ribs How you think a barbecue actually happened I stop rapping you wouldn't have it That the mathematics I sling an old school textbook at your face And make you do acrobatics Stay from around people who don't see the need to grow Complacency will keep you out of the know Ignorance is contagious I can't relate to when a rapper ain't on the top five rap list His ass start pacin' I'm not one of these rap niggas These rap niggas trying to get at Victor What did I do to achieve such power Devoured cowards, devoted to developing a better me with extra cheese I tried to be peaceful like the Nutty Professor But these niggas is just extra They act like I can't say I'm the best rapper Now they gotta vest up for about two years I been next up Now how that sound, I'm being black balled Fuck all that, I'm waiting on a face pack call I'm that raw, catch me next to the frozen cows The whole Chicago need to owe me now I bet I get out, as long as I'm walking I ain't gonna sit down Unless it's by a big pound Where's my freedom form niggas that wanna see me bleeding What's better having a nice life or having a good evening Don't make death be the reason that you're missing I got blood from the lake all inside my mama's kitchen I'm a wicked nigga You niggas can't do shit to Victor (Word) If you sick to death then I'm a notch sicker If you can't talk then my eyes can communicate The human race about to be robots, what you do today Niggas talk shit and sit on their ass They [?] at a [?] desk Knowing I know their motives I remote control them Their whole life on mute The [?] Just don't come close to me Catch bodies then five hours later I'm somewhere smoking weed [Outro] Rolling up good stanky Incognegro while being defiant And that's word from Vic Spencer CJ what it do nigga I'm the biggest villain Chicago ever seen in their fucking life