Lyrics 198.1 Wmiz Fm - Vic Spencer
You
don′t
have
to
be
a
rapper
from
your
residence
You
can
be
on
the
Apprentice
and
then
be
the
president
You
can
crash
your
car
live
off
your
settlement
Don't
have
no
rap
career
you
wont
embellish
it
The
metal
gets
all
in
your
skin
Vic
in
the
wind
like
mosquitos
Can′t
see
my
shadow
thru
the
weed
smoke
The
whole
world
need
hope
you
see
folks
they
beneath
growth
Cruise
fast
you
can't
see
these
spokes
Next
level
fly
wear
the
lady
that
love
drinking
mai
Thai's
here
Slide
right
pass
to
grab
on
her
rear
Clyde
the
glide
when
I
arrive
at
the
pier
baby
Niggas
get
to
chucking
like
some
African
spears
lately
Crazy
how
shit
goes
down
but
it
really
doesn′t
Victor
buzzzing
Leave
me
out
ya
bullshit
discussions
Still
love
being
the
flyest
in
the
shittiest
functions
Radio
channel
change
Look
at
all
the
shit
I
encountered
I
got
big
plays
instead
of
announcements
So
hot
that
Arizona
is
pissed
off
ya
lungs
in
a
pitfall
Shoot
ya
lights
off
before
tipoff
(Nba)
I
blew
weed
in
a
reindeer
face
We
blew
all
the
trees
you
really
came
here
late
Ohhwops
with
Women
by
the
lake
I
know
when
niggas
being
fake
Get
off
my
line
you
be
talking
to
Jakes
I
seen
a
snake
get
up
and
walk
I
thought
it
would
slither
Stomp
out
the
face
then
slung
the
shit
in
the
river
The
realest
niggas
is
the
niggas
that
drive
their
niggas
to
Ohare
Don′t
come
over
east
the
beast
make
you
scared
to
go
there
Radio
channel
changes
And
this
was
back
when
I
started
rapping
The
massive
wanted
me
to
take
a
L
I
told
them
Bastards
that
I
would
never
fail
I
escalated
to
excel
Used
to
be
fucked
up
off
paraphernal
shook
off
the
third
rail
ginger
ale
Half
frozen
I
was
dozing
on
the
train
but
still
chosen
by
the
females
All
alone
in
this
world
was
a
great
feel
for
real
all
these
niggas
get
killed
In
my
movies
I'm
like
trump
I
grab
the
game
by
the
Coochie
Never
could
fool
me
clever
and
woozy
Only
my
music
move
me
the
beat
was
sitting
there
next
to
a
uzi
Put
it
together
for
smoothies
it′s
yours
truly
you
goofy
Radio
channel
changes
Laffy
taffy
rapper
always
acting
like
they
active
passive
asking
them
where
is
the
action
Yeah
it's
Passion
till
I
decide
to
pass
the
tassel
Grab
the
scalpel
travel
pass
the
gavel
bite
the
bad
apple
do
it
cuz
I
had
to
Snatch
you
bad
mood
when
I
built
my
statue
Back
to
back
me
and
my
soul
tabernacle
Know
the
motives
roll
the
credits
call
the
medics
Calisthenics
nigga
we
about
to
set
it
Shoe
fettish
the
whole
row
look
like
lettuce
Finger
four
ring
spelling
out
relish
Selfish
so
I
wanna
be
the
only
man
up
in
ya
pelvis
baby
I
am
very
seldom
Cerebellum
felon
grabbing
melons
then
I′m
sitting
on
the
couch
with
Ellen
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