Lyrics Vice City - The Equation Beats , Trpl-Z

Vice city
Mice a many
Where honeys rob for pennies
Flashing ass n tittes
Grass sticky
Laughs fishy
I'm passed gritty
Hoping I will pass 50
Waiting for the past to get me

Taking it back
To desks and pen caps
It's the boom bap attack
Schooling cats, Jerry the rat

On mics got strong grip
My words slip
The crust rips
Tectonic with these fat lips

Break the bank like monopoly
Trecks in Tripoli
Sailin to Napoli
Then back to Hia-lee

Stick it too you
Magic voodoo
Wiz got funk
Like drunk punks on 2 brews

And never count me out
Cause I'm coming swinging
Drink the wizard stout
Leave your head ringing

Seen your tape on the clearance rack
So I stole it
Your full of shit like a clogged toilet

Form a circle with 6 liars
6 buyers, 6 piles

2 a piece
Covered in salt
And black sheets
Burn em all
And I'll rise up from your feet
Pied piper
Your the mice following the beat

Vice city
Mice a many
Where honeys rob for pennies
Flashing ass n tittes
Grass sticky
Laughs fishy
I'm passed gritty
Hoping I will pass 50
Waiting for the past to get me

Trpl z, the flyest bird in the tree
I dont need IG to verify me
With blue checks
And fake rep
Smashing tape decks
Spanish ape flex
When I beat my hairy chest

Ice water style
I fit in any vial
Go for miles
The river Nile
Knowledge of self
Is raising a child

Switching profiles
Like court files
Getting off
When i set it off
Summer frost
Strait from the land of the lost

Vice city
Mice a many
Where honeys rob for pennies
Flashing ass n tittes
Grass sticky
Laughs fishy
I'm passed gritty
Hoping I will pass 50
Waiting for the past to get me