[Intro: Kid Vishis]
Yeah, Kid Vishis, M-I-C
(Uh oh) You did, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Kid Vishis]
Pick 'em apart
Vicious 'cause I spit from the heart
Vish is the shit, and I was it from the start
No talk, listen as I present my ignorant art
Vishis paint the picture so good, that you can see in the dark
No horn, no trumpet, still blues don't come
Like we're pickin' up your phone and dialin' 9-1-1 (Hello)
I send a shot and drop all your dues
When I'm poppin', got more bullets than Jordan got shoes (Yeah)
Hit that boy, make him daze
Keep swingin' 'til the stage smell like [?]
Ugly, grudge me never, get yo' cheddar
Put some money up, I tell ya I'm tearin' up whoever
[?]
Used to see him fire like a chain smoker
You MC's rap like your brain's broken
I know you were lame, just hopin' the game opens up
Wide enough to fit your bullshit, still ain't tight enough
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9'']
(Yeah, yeah) Blow 9's, go so calm, show far [?]
Mess with him like he's so high [?]
[?] homie [?] knows
I kick at your style, kickin' my [?] flow
Flow, I click the hammer you dead
If you a amateur cameraman, get your camera prepared
'Cause I'm a animal, yeah
'Cause the bullets I'm pullin' is big and hollow
I call 'em [?]
Me and Vish, yes, me and Spliff, yes
We dirtier than a little easy piss test
If you like your night, [?] you get your shit checked
[?] you look like my shit wet
I only fuck with the radar, when I come to Copenhagen
I just say we straight, my homie raved and [?]
The only one around here [?] and bathing [?]
Hot rappers is what I eat, I gotta caging taste
Yeah, Kid Vishis, M-I-C
(Uh oh) You did, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Kid Vishis]
Pick 'em apart
Vicious 'cause I spit from the heart
Vish is the shit, and I was it from the start
No talk, listen as I present my ignorant art
Vishis paint the picture so good, that you can see in the dark
No horn, no trumpet, still blues don't come
Like we're pickin' up your phone and dialin' 9-1-1 (Hello)
I send a shot and drop all your dues
When I'm poppin', got more bullets than Jordan got shoes (Yeah)
Hit that boy, make him daze
Keep swingin' 'til the stage smell like [?]
Ugly, grudge me never, get yo' cheddar
Put some money up, I tell ya I'm tearin' up whoever
[?]
Used to see him fire like a chain smoker
You MC's rap like your brain's broken
I know you were lame, just hopin' the game opens up
Wide enough to fit your bullshit, still ain't tight enough
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9'']
(Yeah, yeah) Blow 9's, go so calm, show far [?]
Mess with him like he's so high [?]
[?] homie [?] knows
I kick at your style, kickin' my [?] flow
Flow, I click the hammer you dead
If you a amateur cameraman, get your camera prepared
'Cause I'm a animal, yeah
'Cause the bullets I'm pullin' is big and hollow
I call 'em [?]
Me and Vish, yes, me and Spliff, yes
We dirtier than a little easy piss test
If you like your night, [?] you get your shit checked
[?] you look like my shit wet
I only fuck with the radar, when I come to Copenhagen
I just say we straight, my homie raved and [?]
The only one around here [?] and bathing [?]
Hot rappers is what I eat, I gotta caging taste
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