Vic Spencer - Alternative Rock lyrics

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Vic Spencer - Alternative Rock lyrics

{intro} Uh fu*k ni**a I ain't here for nothing mother fu*ker Uh {verse} The teacher gave me extra points for my efforts The the professor gave me the game that was insane irreverence I sat in a cold building with a hot beverage I got seconds to write it down i had to slice the clown and the crown I'm a su*ker for animation, the cannon waiting for me in the back of the basement Chasing my liquor down i gotta figure out how to be vocal And at the same timе manage to focus Clarence wеatherspoon said now in a circular motion Mr. miyagi my situation whacks off all of the cold cuts The sneakers the same color as salami, don't even try me Drop kick your face to outer space I'm late for events, everything came and went with my difference Sometimes i was trying to quit rap and just end this sh*t (damn) But i'm not selfish But i can sell fish to water make aquariums jealous Burn in the block I scream in your ear while you listen to alternative rock I do the sh*t that be concerning a lot of my thoughts Because i never react just look at all the sh*t that i bought They say libras are superficial i shoot a pistol How can your ass win when them losers is with you I miss you with all of that bullsh*t that you sold Now i'm the only ni**a that raps that's spitting up dope But if i was whack i wouldn't have even made it this far ni**as wouldn't bump my sh*t inside of their car ni**as wouldn't see me on mr. e videos But really though ni**as be dressing reckless in silly clothes Taking pictures and really pose Folk ass ni**as don't carry triggers that's on my soul I'm on the road but cops eat donuts But i bump the j dilla album while i roll four blunts It's freezing outside but in the chi ni**a i'm the coldest one Open lungs, breathe this sh*t in while i fold the funds You counted me out before That means you can't count pussy boy I'll build and destroy The enemy far behind and chemistry was designed to conquer it all But now i don't want it no more Naw i'm lying, hella people would be happy to see me disappear Fix a gear, twist a chandelier for the fear I see rappers out here rapping for money (damn) Them the same ni**as out here that's slapping the honies Grabbing the monkeys in the barrel Together i feather birds and sh*t Visit dead people just to give them a wish and sh*t fu*k {outro} (oh i actually wish i can) You can't do sh*t dog (ni**a i guess i'm speaking into existence right?) You can't really do that sh*t, you know that right You sound dumb as fu*k right now boy But fu*k (hey vic shut the fu*k up and smoke some weed ni**a) (all of this sh*t you talking)

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