[Intro]
Vic Spencer is dead
(Whining like a mother fucker, what the fuck?)
Vic Spencer is dead
(Damn I had good sex with that n***a)
Vic Spencer is dead
(Ugh, warm milk smelling ass)
Vic Spencer is dead

[Verse]
The death of Vic Spencer, the music was getting better
That’s just what happened to n***as
That’s actually grabbing them figures
Rapping, attacking the business
You didn’t do nothing, the dagger didn’t ask for attention
Suspect, you n***as so [?] talking like he fucked them before
Or touchеd ‘em before
Y’all acting likе he loving the war
He was the best rapper even Sean Price done told him before
He hold the crown, he didn’t want to be down with your gang gang
He knew some n***as that won’t say what they think but it’s the same thing
He didn’t want nothing but the worst for n***as
He sat up in the church with swishers
While everyone was in one spot he migrated
He was so original, other n***as pirated
Started biting his wave, but not loving his raps
He was so old school he wasn’t fucking with apps
He was on fire so much a n***a couldn’t be touched
Build a house out of mineral wax
N***as said he was in the studio so much he was like so what
He [?] had every reason to go nuts
If he was here right now I’d ask him the meaning of a gay driveby
And he’d say a fruit rollup
The n***a was nice, he left two kids and a wife
His enemies tried to holler at her the other night