Vic Spencer - Villiany

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Intro
Uh
Vic Spencer
Yeah
Fuck
On the real
Type shit is this
Uh that shit don't owe me shit
Fucking live life mother fucker

Verse
Uh, Vic Spencer is the most hated
I earned that title I stay in the latest
Blazing with your lady
I can't believe how amazing this could really be
I'm out here while they're trying to play me
I was born in the eighties like the Wallaby's (Fresh)
A real life mother fucker will wanna follow me
In real life I'm really up in the league
We at war my nigga we don't rock no fatigue
My nigga we ain't fucking with you niggas (Naw)
And that be my only issue with you niggas
You niggas is not worth triggers
My mind is a constellation of the marijuana plants
I do shit that your father can't
Fucking little bitty niggas try to come for my head
I got my mind made up, run into me you're dead
I'm like a brick waay, a big dick fall inside placentas
My credentials is up there with the winners
My nigga ❲?❳
Let's get it bustin' I fold the tux up
And wear some nice sneakers I don't mind getting them fucked up
It sucks to be a fucking rapper that try to be a friend with the fuck boys
Man I seen enough noise, I'm out of here
And yeah I splatter ribs
How you think a barbecue actually happened
I stop rapping you wouldn't have it
That the mathematics
I sling an old school textbook at your face
And make you do acrobatics
Stay from around people who don't see the need to grow
Complacency will keep you out of the know
Ignorance is contagious
I can't relate to when a rapper ain't on the top five rap list
His ass start pacin'
I'm not one of these rap niggas
These rap niggas trying to get at Victor
What did I do to achieve such power
Devoured cowards, devoted to developing a better me with extra cheese
I tried to be peaceful like the Nutty Professor
But these niggas is just extra
They act like I can't say I'm the best rapper
Now they gotta vest up for about two years I been next up
Now how that sound, I'm being black balled
Fuck all that, I'm waiting on a face pack call
I'm that raw, catch me next to the frozen cows
The whole Chicago need to owe me now
I bet I get out, as long as I'm walking I ain't gonna sit down
Unless it's by a big pound
Where's my freedom form niggas that wanna see me bleeding
What's better having a nice life or having a good evening
Don't make death be the reason that you're missing
I got blood from the lake all inside my mama's kitchen
I'm a wicked nigga
You niggas can't do shit to Victor (Word)
If you sick to death then I'm a notch sicker
If you can't talk then my eyes can communicate
The human race about to be robots, what you do today
Niggas talk shit and sit on their ass
They ❲?❳ at a ❲?❳ desk
Knowing I know their motives
I remote control them
Their whole life on mute
The ❲?❳
Just don't come close to me
Catch bodies then five hours later I'm somewhere smoking weed

Outro
Rolling up good stanky
Incognegro while being defiant
And that's word from Vic Spencer
CJ what it do nigga
I'm the biggest villain Chicago ever seen in their fucking life
 
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