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vic spencer - dead flowers lyrics

[intro]
uh, vic spencer
and i say last name on this sh+t because my sh+t potent
these n+ggas knowing
f+ck outta here

[verse]
i been doing this since my momma was on section eight
let the wesson spray, i bet you learn your lesson
it’s the mother f+cking rapping b+st+rd
i’m known for smacking rappers
in the face with some liver acid
i take something tragic and make it beautiful
whole bunch of n+ggas dancing around like a musical
sit up in your cubicles and hate on the god
and for the most part i’m doing a whole tape in my car
that’s how you gotta hustle, i got the muscle to move sh+t out
n+ggas be woofing to me but dog pull the head out
shatter your ribs just like breaking glass
there go vic spencer right there i hate his ass
n+ggas out here doing sh+t but didn’t do the sh+t
who is this square ass n+gga i got a crucifix
i ain’t new to this, chick my track record
fast forward my lie then i’m gonna come back reckless
rock a necklace more like mustard on a white tee
beat rappers ass all the way down to the bright meat
n+ggas saying h+lla rappers look like me
and none of them n+ggas is married, i doubt that very likely
you might just be a fraud pull up to your location so you can see a god
brass knuckles drag on the ground when i stroll, i’m on the eggroll
dump plastic rice on top of your soul then call illmcnasty while rolling up the rapper weed
clap at knees when n+ggas walking up and down the street
i used to be around some geeks now i’m the smartest one
break her back and arch her lungs (baby)
i hate b+tches that sing and then go suck a d+ck
scream out the top of your lungs for the f+ck of it
mcdonalds not loving it i p+ss in your shake
wake up at 4am just to sh+t on your grave
my nerves not bad, the herb with hash
smoke in the air like a bird just passed
i know n+ggas that’s afraid of city life
so they black out the block so everybody has a sh+tty night
i’m really bright like my sneakers
stay the same color as the bleachers
all you rap n+ggas beneath us
you should seek trust, loyalty is hard to come by
soon as a girl get pregnant someone die

- vic spencer lyrics

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