[Verse 1: Vic Spencer]
Duffle bag with the V patches (Goat)
All A’s so they let me teach classes
I beat asses, stuffed faces with the ASICs
Coming up for air but all they got was radiation
Go ‘em running to be the best but their legs amputated (Ouch)
Donated, related to patents that’s activated
I don’t hang with niggas that be seen and venerated
Celebrating wins around people that dream nauseation(Ew)
They sick of you winning all of your splendors
Surrender all your agendas, I’m endorsed by [?]
Nigga I can see it in your eyes, you’re not built to catch [?]
I [?] what you spit in your old past tense (Ching)
Chances is slim, think Shady
My spit game ill like a sick baby
I kicked rabies, was in the poo-put in the 80’s
Smoking out my nephew Charger when he get home from the navy
Cloudy skies so I pull out the gray sneakers
I just heard your raps, the culture will never need ‘em, delete ‘em
Get the shits out of here
Lyrical pit bulls, release them shits they gon’ growl with the big drool
The ratchet do more than the [?]
I just kick it by the pool
I’m in the hood with the ocean blue coupe (Baby)
Everything new, your sneakers used
Reject it, drag your body [?] necklace
Duffle bag with the V patches (Goat)
All A’s so they let me teach classes
I beat asses, stuffed faces with the ASICs
Coming up for air but all they got was radiation
Go ‘em running to be the best but their legs amputated (Ouch)
Donated, related to patents that’s activated
I don’t hang with niggas that be seen and venerated
Celebrating wins around people that dream nauseation(Ew)
They sick of you winning all of your splendors
Surrender all your agendas, I’m endorsed by [?]
Nigga I can see it in your eyes, you’re not built to catch [?]
I [?] what you spit in your old past tense (Ching)
Chances is slim, think Shady
My spit game ill like a sick baby
I kicked rabies, was in the poo-put in the 80’s
Smoking out my nephew Charger when he get home from the navy
Cloudy skies so I pull out the gray sneakers
I just heard your raps, the culture will never need ‘em, delete ‘em
Get the shits out of here
Lyrical pit bulls, release them shits they gon’ growl with the big drool
The ratchet do more than the [?]
I just kick it by the pool
I’m in the hood with the ocean blue coupe (Baby)
Everything new, your sneakers used
Reject it, drag your body [?] necklace
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