Текст песни Visionware - Vic Spencer

Enough is enough my life was so ruff no fabrication
Heading to the top so I'm ladder chasing
Been through hell so long heaven gave me a pass
I hate the devil with his negative ass
Shaking my past is hard to do so a nigga spark the ooze
Y'all won't be happy until the larkin' used
I used to be in a bad mood until learned how to rap
Jotted everything with love thank Redman for that
The delicate fact blunts looks like we inhaling a rat
Group homes wasn't bad I'm just telling you that
Man that shit was sweet and treacherous
You had to be on ya Ps and Qs without questioning
Everytime I spit a bar I get a whole layer of extra skin
Bars looking fat as fuck we about to go flex again
I do well by myself I don't be needing niggas
Group homes made me believe in victor
Nobody else did I remember when I stopped being selfish
The gates opened slowly nobody tried to help Vic
Rhymes coming from the soul of BB King mixed with Elvis
I got green light they hate relish
Better talk to em Vic you go nuts on the snares
Rappers rap with they butt in the air
Man they Talk out they ass Vic really hating his past
Chasing the scratch nobody else is relating to that
Based on the facts I'm one the top rappers that ever existed
Air Force ones same color as biscuits
I gave heaven a visit one time it was for a split second
If you want it done yourself then you gotta give extra
Egg with the cheese with the salt and pepper
Nobody else better I been through a lot I could've gave up
I could've got shot or slit with the razor
I been kicking these flavors since I was rocking a pager
A chick paged me one four three I wonder if she meant it
When you think of the word digital it's vintage
From beginning till the end Vic giving the business
Wonder what would happen if I had to lose vision
I rather walk than see you better believe
I achieve and I'm a still eat
Bitch