Slump Village lyrics
by Vic Spencer
[Intro]
Uh
August Fanon, we ain't for nan
Oh my God
They done put me in the crazy house
[Verse]
Uh, still sick of these motherf*ckers, they weak as f*ck
n*ggas be jealous of Vic Spencer, so I beat 'em up
Startin' to think I was taken away for all my temper issues
As I sharpen up against 'em n*ggas, was really meant to be the best at all of my endeavors
But it's other motherf*ckers out here in my lane chasing the same cheddar
All because they see that I'm on it, take this as a general Warning
I get mad and turn into sixty giant hornets
It was hot as f*ck in New Orleans, I ain't even eat the seafood
Feeling nauseated, elated, I'm still gon' be cool
Slumped in the stairwell, life at a stand still
[?] through a steering wheel
Watch n*ggas bullsh*t all day, it's kinda crazy peepin'
I took the open shot, now n*ggas reaching
Read my group home file on the weekend
I know about hard, one read, I have a n*gga on charge
I never disregard messages, I'm outspoken
Head on collision 'cause you was not focused (Nah)
Dealing with different emotions and feelings while killin' rappers
I don't have a feeling after
These the not so sad chapters, these the not so mad chapters
This the last laughter
This one n*gga from the group home be wearing fake designer
And be mad at other group home n*ggas that's really reclining
I'm looking at my notes while gettin' a line up
n*gga did some bad sh*t, but still couldn't pick me out the line up (Nah)
Slumped at the crazy house, that’s why I [?] at my aunt crib
I was broke, but in the group home, I was paid for real
[Outro]
Facts
f*ck
You know what I'm sayin'?
I was goin' to school lookin' like a bum, you feel me?
Soon as I got in the group home, I'm in iceberg
The f*ck?
Kinda crazy
Made me feel like I deserved to be [?]