[Intro: Vic Greenthumbs]
Yeah
It’s your boy Vic Greenthumbs
Oh I’m not your boy
You feel me
But I am here for a reason
And that reason is
To take your bitch
And I’m also
Trying to convince Vic Spencer’s sleepy ass
That I can kill all of the fucking beats
As [?] as me taking a shit
He act like I can’t get on the beat trying to do my shit
You feel me
Trying to get it in for green, for Greenthumb’s people
There’s nothing wrong with letting us do it man
We always loved fat n***as you feel me
I thought the n***a was sleeping
I had a n***a cooking downstairs
Ah fuck
Thought I had me an ill beat shit man
He always gotta get all the [?] and shit
Man the shit’s fire
I don’t give a fuck, where the shit at?

[Verse: Vic Spencer]
Vic Spencer is flawless
The only hardcore rapper to do a show with Lawless
Better be cautious
The flow will falsely flood a forest
Cache me a wallet
You can’t show me solace
I’m like the gray spot on a head or a [?]
They played your raps away but I keep ideas calling
On the blood bath disaster
Old man so call me a master
I do the job then I smoke after
I hate the average old rappers they sound like one another
Run for cover from the bars while I wonder what’s for supper
In the cloud cover created by flame puffers
I never change but the beat rain and thunder
You can tell fake gold chains in the summer
I spit hard oh my lord I’ll make the squad shudder
Go back to my group home mentality
It’s principalities practically, I’m a split personality
Vic spit shit like the toilet is messed up
Five years on the scene and I’m still next up
[Outro: Vic Greenthumbs]
I heard about that shit
Still relevant after a while dog