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viro the virus – jersey’s finest lyrics

[verse 1: viro the virus]
yo, hip hop’s wack without the v
cats got rap sounding like cr-p without the c
so i see it’s up to me to save the mic and make these haters and fakers alike just take a hike
it’s no pressure
they’re children of a lesser
[?] and professor, do their daughters on their dressers after lectures
make ’em vacate the sector
they way late i’m eight steps ahead and way fresher
too funky for a mint-flavored tic tac
cooler than the boonies with a pimp named sl!ckback
doubie twisting, plotting like stewie griffin
and turn you dudes into hospital new admissions
a chatterbox immune to writer’s block
more vivid than magnifax and sly as a fox
serving it to you right out the pot
piping hot jersey slob that’s top notch, so

[hook: viro the virus]
yeah, yeah, now let me make one thing clear
i’m officially hear yo
this is my year so

yeah, yeah, now let me make one thing clear
i’m officially hear kid
this is my year dig

[verse 2: viro the virus]
yes kid i’m back, what’s messing with that
all of us pale in comparison, catching the flag
i march to the front, then step to the back
i spark up a blunt, proof that i’m head of the pack, sharp as a tech
word to the b-lls in my sack
these artists ain’t worth the sweat off my b-lls
i’m so much better than y’all
a drunk apostle, sponsor of sm-tty brothels
known for mutilating suckers like hostel
these losers don’t have a clue if i [?] what i do in style up the wazoo
like one, two
i’m lifer than any other, ease too many tests and p-ss with flying colours
unsigned and undiscovered
unseen, unclean, slept on like bugs under the covers
coming for the whole kitchen sink and the cupboards
toast up a drink and then go and get you another, and

[hook]

[verse 3: viro the virus]
i got my head above water, baby i ain’t sinking
think you can f-ck with me, maybe you ain’t thinking
can’t stand the heat, get the f-ck out the kitchen
when they hear some heat, shut the f-ck up and listen
for the game i got exactly what it’s missing
exactly what it lacks, you should pat me on my back
like “you do the boom bap like exactly how you should”
“not like these other cats, all their raps is no good”
ain’t a spot in your hood i’m shook of walking through
kids got it twisted, in need of a sturring talking to
f-ck is wrong with you, v is not a game
i can wear white to a barbecue and leave without a stain
i’m a mandingle author
eating kids like roast duck and mingle saucer
put out the artist that you thought was sharper, i’ll scalp him
like a r-t-rded barber, real talk bruh

[hook]

[outro: scratches and samples overlap]
who the f-ck i’m goin’ scream on next, tell me who’s greater
paid my dues, sucker tried to diss me, paid my dues
tell me who’s greater
paid my dues

who the f-ck i’m goin’ scream on next, tell me who’s greater
paid my dues, suckers tried to diss me, paid my dues
tell me who’s greater
paid my dues
now you can’t tell me nothing

- viro the virus lyrics

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