vic spencer – a date with the rap game lyrics
[intro]
uh, vic
aw you mother f+cker
haha okay
i ain’t gotta say my last name, f+ck out of here
[?] mother f+cking beast
that’s right n+ggas know me man
ain’t doing none of that other sh+t
my sh+t simple and plain for n+ggas man
you spit that bullsh+t you gon’ be forever mad n+gga f+ck that sh+t
[verse]
simultaneously bodying all of these rappers ’til ain’t no more exist
stupid ass rap game got me p+ssed
y’all more concerned with being lit
you at the club i’m at home with your b+tch
so disrespectful i show up at your mama’s house, use it like a mother f+cking restroom
flush, wash my hands i’m out
gotta go peep the rest of the game and what it’s bout
these n+ggas no bеtter than me
they morе concerned with concepts over wet ass beats (whack)
f+ck rap beef, lets take it to the streets
you don’t want that n+gga, you won’t make it in these streets
n+ggas screaming on records losing their vocal cords
n+ggas f+cked the game raw and don’t know the wh0re
rappers wearing dresses now the dresses wear the rappers
then the label bend the rapper over, and start attacking
shove a contract up their ass until the soul is gone
man in the streets but more like a wh0re at home (p+ssy boy)
hiding your head before the shooter
on the hord with peanut b+tter wolf throwing the stone
fresh as f+ck in the group home bumping group home
premo beat
i’m a mother f+cking igloo that believe in heat
vegetarian females love me
mcdonalds slogan ain’t got sh+t on me
(ain’t got sh+t on me)
probably the dumbest rapper
i got songs with rappers that’s millionaires, now look at me
the brokest n+gga rapping, bob and weave in the streets
i need to eat so on the rap game i cheat
we write raps like treadmills, got high last night
went to work for eight hours i’m dead still (as f+ck)
no guns n+ggas bleed still
head from stephanie mills, bumping stevie wonder blowing k!ll
everyday that life game on gleam
you see that more than the flesh itself
the music and dope it helps
i tried to be civil with other rappers but it didn’t work out
[outro]
i ain’t gonna try that sh+t no more
hey i don’t expect you to dog, you did the most
that sh+t is a waste of f+cking energy
you see your resume how long that sh+t is
look at all the f+cking rappers you worked with
man get the f+ck out of here
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