Date Posted:15:42:21 04/01/13 Mon Author:Vice Verser Subject: 24 Lines
Some people think that swagger's enough
Fuck that, I dress bummy and stick daggers in lungs
My capacity for passion is numb
i would rather attack a rapper and be slapped with his gun
I'm acid to sluts that actually want....
to be stabbed once or twice then get dragged in the woods
I ain't mad, compare me to any rapper you love
I'ma B-list actor that acts like a thug
Make the kinda tracks you would never blast at a club
Don't make me relapse and throw on the mask and some gloves
Take that cash from the jump and leave ya ass in a slump
I get mad at these punks that think this Gemini is soft
Been stacking for some months now I'm ready to buy a Porsche
The grass is green, the sky is lost
The Sun's a mirror for the moon
and the boss is at the bar getting drunk with his goons
I was in the studio feeling like a popped balloon
With the mic in front of me, I was making my own tune
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Get ya issue quick when you living for beef
I be taking what I want just to get what I need
When I spit I flip the script 'til the listeners freeze
if there's bitches in the studio they'll get on their knees
and claim to be about anything that Vincent believes
There's a million and one ways to rip an emcee
I offend your crew with obscene hand gestures
Then call you a bitch and blame it on your ancestors
Your dad's a crossdresser that's transgender
That listens to Elton John and writes 'em fan-letters
