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vic spencer - malice at the palace lyrics

[intro]
vic spencer
awww yeah
round of applause

[verse]
uh
i’m laughing at my own attributes
you gotta be doing something if they wanna blast at you
for the grace of god n+ggas have you trapped in a suit
joel osteen with his hand out asking for the loot
i love to hoop but sh+t ain’t my first love
watermelon and chicken wings the name of my club
get it busting homie
this one chick that was f+cking [?]
took us to a n+ggas house we took all of his belongings
the only thing left was the refrigerator
i sent some haters to love somebody but their ass got k!lled
swear to the most high you don’t know how this feel
it feels like i can rap about as long as a field
i feel like i can wear three pairs of sneakers at one time
drop kick a rapper putting guns in their rhymes
knowing they never use them
spit sh+t that you pursuing
when you doing good they’ll invite themselves to your movement
losing all of the sight i know what’s right and what’s left
what’s wrong with that, that’s like hopping on songs with cats that never did dog sh+t but crawled up a tree
spark up a leaf, no shawn skemps when i’m balling with tree
vic spencer gonna hold sh+t down better believe it
being better than me, n+gga you can never achieve it
i mean sh+t when i say it
when n+ggas talking to me they can see i ain’t playing
leave that to the kids, f+ck with me i’m cracking a wig
mind your business, background packing my cigs
open up a can of whoop ass for all you p+ssy boys
f+ck up out my face little n+gga before i cook your toys
i’m always stating the facts
you ain’t got sh+t to say when them lasers attached
we at war my n+gga, no paintball
i’m glad that i ain’t y’all
a whole bunch of tall ass n+ggas on your team but you can’t ball
[outro]
what the f+ck are you talking to me at all for

- vic spencer lyrics

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