Rare V.I sh*t lyrics
by Vic Spencer
[Intro]
Uh
f*ck
n*gga I could kill any f*cking thing
[Verse]
The difference between you and I
Is I’m a whole cake and you just a slice
I write like I’m in the air but I’m here on Earth
With the rest of y’all, been working hard since birth man
The church couldn’t hold me down
I just left 71st wearing a gold crown
f*ck it
Threw it away, watch the wind blew it away
If I didn’t do it before Imma do it today
Bum rush a whole movement, you won’t do sh*t
I know the V I slang, I speak it fluent
You doing the most, you in a haunted house growing a ghost
I’m laughing at you while consuming the smoke
What is you doing for hope, I hope you burn in hell
I bring your corpse to a show and tell
I’m in a Porschе drinking ginger ale
On my business likе Swinger Bell
Big c*ck’ll make a singer yell, swell
Paper or the sweet roller, looking stiff how the heat froze you
Came in the studio off of three sodas
Spit in their eyes, Coca-cola mad at me
I don’t do the flavored tobacky
I’m in the hookah bar toking the green, got kicked out
f*ck it, I’ll smoke my marijuana at a b*tch house
I’m the reason why the goose missing
Yeah the proof sitting right in your face b*tch
I’m above y’all n*ggas while I’m sitting in the basement
Seen a mark I used to f*ck with and ain’t say sh*t
Name one rapper that’s f*cking with me (One)
These n*ggas shouldn’t represent it
Your definition of fresh is 50
You got pretty while I kept it gritty
Actors, I never f*cked with second city
This for the n*ggas that want pain for their ears
Release everything that you fear