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scheduled no shows - vic spencer lyrics

scheduled no shows lyrics
[intro]
aw yeah
nasim what up
yeah
(nasim williams on the beat)

[verse 1]
you can’t picture vic spencer with them diamond polaroids
shouts to a thousand words splurging with them younger boys
show ’em how to get sh*t done
i ain’t no half stepper
beat you with fists before i grab weapons
teacher tried to give us half*assed lessons but i overdid it
let 16 bars off before i load the clip in
sailing ship it delivered already chilling
professional collection impressive to all my siblings
federal endeavors so clеver when i am ripping
sevеred some differences, my n*ggas think i’m tripping
i feel so close to home, spit long distance
i love to see you walk away, it look like a throne missing
i get back to that i’m on business
bout to go grab a sack, i’m gon’ fishing
my sh*t action*packed on the track and that’s the difference
i went out and did that sh*t while you sat wishing
sheesh
[bridge]
nuts (crazy boy)
you got some sh*t boy (nasim williams)
d*mn n*gga we already know who did the beat

[verse 2]
i’m on my wesley snipes situation
slimmed out the tip of my brim
hardcore so i’m pumping some kim
if i see my enemies then i jumping on them
the luckiest man with the green ass sneakers and gray nike check
give me 15 minutes, imma show you who write the best
ignite the blunt my n*ggas gon’ light the tech
i took my kids outside and left my wife to rest
the bass got me setting up dentist appointments
winning against all my opponents that’s including the omen (f*ck the devil)
i’m honest as f*ck, you’d rather show disloyal
vic royal, out rap me you need foil
you think n*ggas ‘sposed to get rich for you
never employ you, i’ll hop on the rap game just to destroy you
rest in peace to the coach for the hoyas
i’m ’bout to feed my american [?] goya
the bass continue to make my cavity throb
i’m pounding the ground in this surround sound room to never be found
the impact of smashing verbs into nouns and hamburger (feast)
served to my alter*ego in south suburban
i remember n*ggas doing danced that involved jerking
real life rap, i didn’t have to merger
and rap catalog like a su*su board i put the work in
cash out on weak ass rappers, you flipping birds man?
all that sh*t you be cappin’ about relax it now
stop rapping now let’s see if you can move an actual pound
it’s going up, i’m tactical now, i’m packing up clowns
directed respect to all of your trials and tribulations n*gga

- vic spencer lyrics

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