Vic Mensa - Diplomatic Immunity (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Turn my voice up a little bit You know I had to do it, I just remade the beat off YouTube Shout out to the Lex Luger drum kit [Verse] It’s my revenge! Diplomatic immunity, f** ’em Backstabbing n***as even for screwing me Like they just went through puberty, f** ’em Shout my n***a Bada$$ for telling them who’s the new Joe in town Do the Yung Joc motorcycle dance it’s going down Since rappers started tryna to claim my lane like I was Lois now I put this punk sh** in the zeitgeist, I’m a Sex Pistol Still a threat from a distance like a Korean missile Hard to be official, you all sound like YouTube remakes Remade the beat off YouTube though, f** it, it’s just a mixtape Go buy a squatty potty, boy you need to get your sh** straight I put the African face on my chain like I’m Kunta Kinte Trendsetter, been better than these Cinderellas Call me Vino Valentino and the V’s for Vendetta You hide behind a mask on Twitter and remain anonymous Fake like it’s all Love & Hip Hop shows till they push the Joe bu*ton and you get punched in your face as a consequence And jump right back on Live capping with confidence Famous for putting your hands on women, you can’t be proud of it Don’t try to f** wit’ me shorty, just stay monogamous We from polar opposites, I’m from that South Pole Where that pole is always popping sh** You more like Papa Doc and sh** I see the future like I was at The Shelter Race wars Helter Skelter White addicts like Griselda That’s why my lyrics be blacker than Idris Elba I feel like I’m the link just like The Legend of Zelda I really get excited these days My therapist is tired these days My brain is wired these days Me and my dawgs don’t know how to behave, we know how to be paid like the MBA Not the NBA and the NFL are the new Willy Lynch show ya how to be slaves Racism exists, ’till Kaepernick plays Michael Vick is an Uncle Tom saying cut off his ‘fro and make it fade You should fight the system instead of fighting a dog Dawg – really? You out your frame, n***a Jump around with the white boys like House of Pain n***a Thinkin’ they love you, they stripped you of everything n***a And now these rappers talkin’ about some “gang, gang” n***a You ain’t no gang member, they get paid to protect you I’m playing FIFA on the corner and you made me finesse you And with the flow, I’m victorious like David, I’m Beckham I can peck them at the London function sh**tin’ on tape, wiping my rectum, no peseco in my section This is strictly Ace of Spaces, gold bottle regalia Golden like I’m Jill Scott, I spit the Gospel Mahalia At the table with my apostles, taking shots at your area Your firearms are too short to box with God Pick a side or you get ate like an octagon Or decide to stay like Rufus and Chaka Khan And we put 50k on your face like a pacaran Watch how quick the minutes tick when you’re runnin’ out of time Tell Flex drop a bomb, I’m the prodigal son, I gotta shine Solar eclipse, blind n***as like a dollar sign Then I Dip with the Roc like when Cam’ron was signed [Outro] Woo! Laughs