[Intro]
Uh
Vic Spencer
Rapping
Uh
Fuck ‘em

[Verse]
Vic Spencer the rapping bastard
Improved version of tales from the hood
No woody all over my house just murals of me letting the reefer burn
A whole bunch of voodoo dolls with different sneakers on
I got the grim reaper blowed, I play pool with swords
I act a fool on the chores, go to school to get whores (Baby)
Still got my cap and gown lamping down
Blow the cannon out
Sneakers came out so n***as stand around
Them old stiff ass n***as
Fall off a cliff ass n***as
I’m like a Huxtable if I fuck with you (Right)
God damn I got a lot of opps
Not feared of losing my life
Hit the scene all alone at night
Big asss Swishers n***a I swear to God
High as shit off one spliff, heaven is where we are
Go out in the world, everything seem very odd
Go over levy bars, first cousin of old Chevy cars
They tried to discredit Vic
Rolled diamond Swishers, Raw paper was the element
I been in the ghetto since a n***a was born
Raised from your mommas couch the baby sister was gone
I’m the n***a that you see but you thought he was gone
How I reappeared on the block your high was blown
[Outro]
Damn
I thought we killed that n***a a long time ago
The fuck is out here?