[Verse 1] You don't have to be a rapper from your residence You can be on The Apprentice and then be the president You can crash your car, live off your settlement Don't have no rap career, you won't embellish it The metal gets all in your skin, Vic in the wind like mosquitos Can't see my shadow through the weed smoke The whole world need hope You see folks, they beneath growth Cruise fast, you can't see these spokes Next level fly wear, the lady that love drinking Mai-tais here Slide right past grab on her rear [?] where I arrive at the pier baby Niggas get to chuckin' like some African spears lady Crazy how shit goes down but it really doesn't Vic the buzzard leave me out your bullshit discussions Still love being the flyest at the shittiest functions Motherfucker [Verse 2] Look at all the shit I encountered I got big plays instead of announcements I seen a snake get up and walk, I thought it would slither Stomp out the face [?] in the river The realest niggas is the niggas that drive their niggas to old head Don't come over, east the beast make you scared to go there [Verse 3] And this was back when I started rapping to masses Wanted me to take an L (Fuck) I told them bastards that I'd never fail I escalated to excel I used to be fucked up off of paraphanel- Shook off the third rail, ginger ale half frozen I was dozin' on the train but still chosen by females All alone in this world was a great feel for real All these niggas getting killed in my movies I'm like Trump I grab the game by the coochie Never could fool me, I'm clever and woozy Only my music could move me [?] sit next to the uzi Put it together for smoothie, it's yours truly you goofy [Verse 4] Laffy taffy rappers always acting like they active Passive, asking them where's the action (Where) Yeah it's passion until I decide to pass the tassel Grab the scalpel, travel past the gavel Bite the bad apple, do it 'cause I had to Snatch you, bad moon when I build my statue Back to back me and my soul tabernacle [?] roll the credits, call the medics Calisthenics nigga we about to set it Shoe fetish, the whole row look like lettuce Finger roll rings spelling out relish Selfish when I wanna be the only man up in your pelvis Baby I am very seldom Cerebellum felon grabbin' melons Then I'm sitting back up on the couch with Ellen yelling ah
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