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michael aristotle - vices lyrics

[chorus: michael aristotle]
lights please, lights please
mic check, mic please
vices, vices
dices roll with ease
nose bleed, no sir
court side, sight please
court side, game time
bless me i might sneeze
ayy, ay, ay
ok, ok, ok, ok
ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ay
ok, ok, ok ok, ay
ok, ok, ok, ok, ok

[verse 1: michael aristotle]
came from my name i come from the land
east side east side yeah that where i stand
making my name my claim is the man
some sh-t has changed but never the plan
do what i want, you do what you can
i was in venice two feet in the sand
look at my seats i’m glad i can plan
young and i’m handsome it runs in the fam
family ay
im love [?] so jim jones with that reppin’ time
talk sh-t she get stomped on, i’m a cute dog when it’s steppin’ time
new bottle of hen dark, tilt head back and take a shot
these chains are off chain that’s beat ’cause i break the lock
mamma moved to new york, went back to smoking them newport’s
my n-gga see trap system holding him back and he doing court
ain’t n0body rap me happy i’m tryin’ to change it and you notice
i got some women that say that they love me if you asked them hoes they won’t know where my show is
that sh-t is fake, you don’t know me homie
i want some bread, some macaroni
build a castle be a f-cking prince
my cinderella it don’t exist
no love for me on some hopeless sh-t
me magic, hocus pocus, been living all face so alone hard to cope with, still a n-gga make these hits don’t flinch

[verse 2: j.i.d]
yeah, uh-huh, oh my god, oh my god
pull your card, i’ve got time i’ll pull your broad
i know your type i know your thoughts she’ll go hard but chill chill don’t go so hard
i beauregard without no regard
i know the part, knee green like bulbasaur
feed the team with no reward
four by one, no baton, fourth and one
i ain’t really looking for a shoulder to lean on, got weed to lean on bouldercrest
i swear the swag is like morgan freeman call the weed man tell him go to detention
i cop and smoke the most expensive dope
b-tch i am a player and a coach
swarm and swung i did a rope of dope and knocked them out the ropes all in one motion
l.a court side kickin’ it with kobe
kicked out of college i couldn’t f-ck with adobe
tell a motherf-cker for school i’ma make a graduation anyways watch everybody know me
let me stop tooting my h-rn when she’s blowin’ me
y’all ready to leave cause sh-ts annoyin’ me
later, f-ck, sh-t, okay

- michael aristotle lyrics

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