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run roughshod - vic spencer lyrics

(vic spencer & vic greenthumbs converse in intro)

f-ck a host ioon need no introduction
just call me a magnetic induction f-ck the process of it
the flow in cahoots with the production
a good show off, terry cloth at a function
winter time i ain’t rocking a fade
h-lla n-ggas get drowned for tryna copy the wave
dead beat dad couldn’t save his son
doctors had to suction water from the patients lungs
these hoes jocking me now my b-lls look like plums
and you too will get your chance when the time comes
we duck cop fits and judge suits
weeoon f-ck with no n-ggas wearing ugg boots
around here you can get yo -ss sh-ll shocked
f-ck outta here, better take that fu sh-t to belmont
on the coast the boat accommodation ladder
i got my cuzzo sh-t on repeat: state of matter
times faster, my daughter growing like china aster
and i’m comfortable at the top of the game like a rafter
you get smacked and see clear bright colors
the bars imported by my mother
the youngest of 4, the role model of a plumber to wh0r-s
no numbers to score guaranteed to rumble at war
the bars is a way of life my voice is what i ride foe
the b-ss is my main b-tch the snare is my side ho
touch the cl-toris like i’m plucking a guitar
while good bars w-nging out a hood car
big duffles big bundles of reefer
h-lla n-ggas in my squad so don’t tell me to meet up
your wife goes from a lover to a griever
my b-tch bad, leggings looking like a golden retriever
dip in the monkey, motherf-ckers is sick in the country
i’m the only one in the chi-town (that) don’t listen to bumpy
and a n-gga ok with that
incredible raps getting edible fat
cavalier hat m-ssacre rap damaging acts
poison ham to the rats, cheese in my scrambling cash
you can’t call a teenager a god
f-ck is wrong with you, run roughshod!!!!!
to all the n-ggas that paved the way, i’d die standing behind the trigger
if it wasn’t for vic spencer they wouldn’t heard of you n-ggas
all a n-gga need is respect that’s what i’m itching foe
electric glow from head to toe the rap vincent van gogh
the rap james monroe at a strip show
looking at her rack cuz i’m a motherf-ckin tennis pro
i got my f-cking business up n-gga what you inn it foe?
the rapping b-st-rd on the way n-gga i’m sending snow
it don’t have a release date, but n-gga you finna know
i put out my best work of art not once but in a row

(vic greethumbs rant)

- vic spencer lyrics

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