Vic Spencer - Post-Spence Ethic lyrics

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Vic Spencer - Post-Spence Ethic lyrics

Spence Ethic chilling in his new residence Evident that this n***a is better than every man heaven sent Look how I lean on em f** a bad b**h , I got a mean woman Meaning that she smack the f** outta broads and n***as too dawg It hurt so bad both genders saying ohh lawd It must hurt to be you dawg Trans-gender tryna get away, Rupaul in a uhaul I work harder than you all, who wanna go against me I'm not rapper friendly, sh** get ugly like Wendy . Simply, I am simp free How you gonna write rhymes when ya brain completely empty? f**ed up thoughts dawg I got 3 different n***as' blood on the timbs I just brought dawg. Still got off Even though a n***a got away I wear the same pair of Timbalands everyday Motherf**er ...go ahead and beam me up Fat n***as wanna try to get on my album to eat me up . But they momma's mom is someone I can sock it to . A thousand followers got me on mute . so myself is who I'm actually talking to The same n***as is a**. I rip ligaments bad Write my last bar at the tip of the pad You talk to legal people It hurts like a shank with 10 needles Your a** bout to die in the movie, Don Cheadle The rap game is measles, they bigger than a peephole Nasty a** n***a Victor Spencer is relentless This is the day of independence so I started my own business Minor League Fitted, sweater with a V on it That was last year so guess who's looking like me homie?? All of these n***as, I predicted it right I can send a look a like to your party tonight f**er Turned selfish no help from Vic spencer It's the ethics of the whole thing with a winner n***a need a feature from me just Holla But Don't try to pay me in no f**ing homage dollars "motherf**er" ..No backing from a label Unless you talk about Anglo-Saxon at the table I rather pull out my smart phone and s**t a dumb b**h And you still can't see me like when nuns sh** Look at all these dumb kids-please don't be a rapper!! Because there is so much other sh** to go after With one eye, I read 4 chapters of a f**ing Sista Soulja book And bump some Ursula Rucker , the poetry developed a crook In my neck, for the raps, cut a motherf**ing check With the CEO name on it, don't be ashamed homie I'm better than n***as, and I'mma say that when I'm 50 I'm still gonna have on some Force Ones from 04 that was crispy ..You want war? Come and get me You don't know about war, your dumb a** failed History 7th grade, you dropped out to do music ride co*k now 3 years later, you stay in a shoebox? Wow Look at the TRUTH, it's hard for you to LIE down sh** looks darker than drawn eyebrows I know you think V.I foul but I'm past that im flagrant I rather be that than some fragrance a** music that didn't make a n***a playlist God damn, the bar play is dangerous They get my sh** in France but speak another language I just put out a dope a** album Now I'm bout to hit the scene with ya main b**h This b**h calling me thirsty Just raced 2 fat n***as in a oversized jersey That explains it all, now snort c**aine from my balls She gave me some Naledge like a kid in the hall "Holla" No detention, no suspensions, no tardies I got Mikes , j**elry and a Philly full of Marley . Your man look like Lady GaGa I never dated a woman that look like a chihuahua . We f** other n***as hoes, we don't never save no broads Take iPhones and 30gig iPods Real sh**, it's mean son! Cause OMG to me stand for Oversized Machine Gun That's the difference between you and I! I spit equity and sh** super size . Must be some stupid guys saying Vic spencer is weak Hahhahahaahha I'm a pray for you, G.. Drinking tea in a coffee shop The police trying to pop me off Because his wife topped me off In the Hilton parking lot by aunt Martha's I'm familiar with the broke sh** and I ain't going back To my pop's basement, that's just like blowing crack In and out ya nose penetration flow in and out the door Momma had me in Gucci Velour when I was 4 We was poor, so what the f** she gave up for me to have it? I grew up to only have a weed habit Being a dope head is tragic, that why we got ba*tards Running around the currency exchange doing backflips The silly of the silliest k**ing all the idiots really quick very envious Because the production is tight and the voice rare Y'all young I'm old but I ain't going no where!

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