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vic spencer - roc marci's weed stash lyrics

[intro: some movie]
how is navigating?
you got an approach?
oh yeah
simple or complicated?
simple, shall i not?
allow me

[verse 1: juga+naut]
early 80s benz music
spin the tile
yo, what’s good, yo, uh
i spin the moon with a single look, sing the huck
[?] the flow rock the beat to rubble, turn the thing to dust
patty with the yellow crust petting a friendly pug
pelly pelly purple punch eatin’ a perfect lunch (mm)
felt a hunch, i followed my gut
eyes follow the buck, follow the yellow brick or follow the book
follow the politics and know that you f+cked
every village, every town, every city, every country’s corrupt (true)
so i split the cheese and cracker up, daiquiri cup
dashing the diamonds on a diss track i’m fighting the [?]
fashionably fat, best fasten tight, pass me the mic
they demonize black behavior, get a pass if you white
spencer for higher meets twin peaks, fly with the geese
fries with the ten+piece, close ties to the greek
times table, tightrope walking, tied to the heat
jugz the titan typewriting fire, tyson the beat
[verse 2: vic spencer]
spencer for higher admired by all designers
reclinin’ back in the seats with the blunt hangin’ from the visor
i be outside, these guys that want my demise never ride up
you don’t know where it’s coming from, you boys need to wise up
lookin’ at my lineup to compare what you completed
when you already know what i’m ‘bout, the stu season (sauce)
y’all get to brutal beatings (mm)
i rap my mongoose for the entire evening, i still arrive early on, you heathens
execute plays before the weekend
been writin’ clips for days, the right way is the deep end
learn better, earn cheddar just to go burn extra (cha+ching)
capital v such a superb letter (word)
who you wanna be, hugh hefner or heath ledger (huh?)
rest in peace to both, you get smoked for cheap pleasures
the women goin’ back, dope guys don’t be surprised
i be so high, birds try to give me a high five (alright)

[outro: vic spencer]
the emblem resembles gelato snow cones (it’s culture sh+t)
the emblem resembles gelato snow cones (man, there’s a blizzard outside, i’m still walking baby)
the emblem resembles gelato snow cones (it’s a cold world, don’t get warm in it)
the emblem resembles gelato snow cones (you know what i’m sayin’, life is a breeze)

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