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Vic Mensa Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #164 - VIC MENSA
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Vic Mensa Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #164 VIC MENSA

In "Vic Mensa Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #164," released in 2023, Vic Mensa showcases his lyrical prowess with sharp wordplay and introspective themes. He addresses personal struggles, societal issues, and resilience. The freestyle's raw energy and authenticity highlight Mensa's unique style. #HipHop

Vic Mensa Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #164 - VIC MENSA
[Verse 1]
Uh
How can I summarize the shit that I've survived?
99 problems, I've lived a hundred lives
Ringling brothers who got life in '95
It's a circus in the 'Raq
So they was hittin' each other with pies, yeah
Niggas love declinin' 'til you it
Now I'm takin' over, 'bout to go Somali on a ship
Like a pregnant woman, I just caught a body in this bitch
Flow so sick I'm probably goin' viral off this clip
Magazine in the Glock at LAX, ah
Felt like Draymond when they caught me for that Tec
Thank God, I'm blessed it didn't get sent to TMZ
I was just young with money, no YMCMB
I ain't lyin' on a beat, I been scarred but I became king
Alexander Graham Bell thе way my name ring
From here to China, my spirit is in alignmеnt
Y'all lines all fake, that's Beijing
I can triple entendre with the game's kings
I'm talkin' to Hov, Nas and the Ye's
I'm so fire, I sold that fire
To enough customers to fill up SoFi in LA
Logically my ghetto hypotheses
Raised by the black stones so the streets rock with me
Tryin' to get his money straight, a nigga gotta try angles
Tip and lean on the corner, that's an isosceles
Showtime so they watchin' me
I'm top boy with the legal cannabis, I handle lots of P's
To put food on the table
My niggas even spinnin' on the holidays like Jews with a dreidel
At times my mentality was truly unstable
Couple loose screws with tools who could get fatal
Foenem put some bread on his head
And then they put a hole in that shit, now your dude is a bagel
We get cream, cheese, pull capers
Pick locks
Jus we not playin' tonight
Man I told y'all
I told y'all I didn't come to play man
All praises due
Victor album in the store right now
I said
Foenem put some bread on his head
And then they put a hole in that shit, now your dude is a bagel
We get cream, cheese, pull capers
Pick locks, 23 doin' home invasions
After his song's on the label
My brother backdoored me, I turned to that 'caine, I wasn't able
To process my emotions, heart and mind broken
Thought about dying often, picture me laying frozen
Inside a pine coffin, open
I be going through pain you couldn't cure with ibuprofen
Percocet or morphine
Watching cram shooting heroin when I was 14
Whores think I be on bullshit
I hit her, forget her then
Act like I don't know her, no Joaqim
True player, I need a sports team
My shorty get a ring 'cause every Superman need a Lois Lane
To accomplish extraordinary things
You gotta relinquish your ordinary dreams
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