[Intro]
Vic Spencer
Uh
Yeah
Baby
Uh

[Verse 1]
Banana boat living, pack nothing but ether
Grim Reaper suit chilling
Villains never die, we important to plots
[?] my socks hold the fort when I rock
Hell is hot, hip-hop is forty years old
It might not make it to 65
But guess what? I’m still alive
Freedom not seen it’s in the mind n***a
Every time I spazz out it’s just like reading five-hundred thousand scriptures
Cop a 3.5, spark it right in front of the police
Bump the old beef, had my ass slumped in the seats
We them n***as n***as wanna be
Chunks of the weed
This not e rapping, this is me jumping the beat
N***as girlfriend hunting for meat
Lеave me out of it
I used to livе in group homes, I was in and out of houses
Had it rough, didn’t see life for what it was
Natural buzz, hair nappy as fuck, a passion for books
Reserve notes, I purge quotes
Trying to maintain through the rap game is getting on my nerves though
Thank me for doing this, I could have loved to hurt folks
I ain’t got my feet wet yet
The best rapper alive knowing the difference between blood and flesh packing
I ex captains, I mesh well with the fabrics
I change clothes to get at chicks
You n***as look like a carnival, start the show
You ought to croak, fall over and die trying to spark a roach
Mother fuckers gonna hate you for days
Take it and mix it with the blunt that your ass about to blaze
This that year to stop acting afraid
I been scared before
But I was three years old in 1984
N***as got hit with slugs not a dollar bill
I wanna kill n***as but my momma will (Damn)
I tried to change her vision
Make the world realize I’m what the game been missing
Show ‘em
Fuck all you n***as that’s not paying attention
Fuck outta here
Best n***a
Second, second best n***a
Impossible