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Vice Lords Poetry
Yeah, uh, real quick, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, (Uh, triple S) bitch I
was big rabbit before the
birth of my son The
Earth ain't big enough for both of us, you gotta get done They saying they smoking top fives But you ain't burned up the
one Uh, fuck niggas talking 'bout? (Fuck niggas talking 'bout?) Like every time I
hit the
booth I
don't leave that bitch with a
body count Came up talking shit as a
toddler, I
had a
potty mouth (Yeah) All the
girls I
ever got pregnant I
trick the
body out Lift that ass up, got them titties did Got rich and didn't die trying, fuck all the
many men Got rich and put 'em on tour, shoutout my mini-mes (Yeah) Only thing they own is them diamond Cubans and skinny jeans (Hahaha) Only thing I
got is my balls and my word if anything Hoes will be with any crew, give that ass to any who Got they credibility winning just like these rappers do (Yeah) Niggas change they name but your history ain't detachable I'm so grammatical I
could take a
sabbatical (Yeah) Gary nigga was never no Indianimal (Yeah) Built the
empire from ashes and send me back a
few (Yeah) Niggas wanna sign me, oh, I'm the
reason they signing you (Hahaha, bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?) You wanna cut the
Kane train, nigga I'm the
motherfucking blueprint, nigga You got the
carbon copy, bitch, yeah Fuck the
industry, you get lost in it (Yeah) BET treat a
nigga like I
ain't dark-skinned (Fuck) But I
ain't fuck with y'all since 106 & Park ended Cypher's just a
waste of time 'cause I
walk the
park with it Snow said: "Let's hits the
awards", but we ain't dressing up Showed up in a
tank top and chucks, he in a
fucking tux Texting Ross to get some advice, he keep me buttoned up I
disrespected bro several years ago, I
was fucking up (Yeah) Now I
love him like my momma son House up in the
hills ain't shit 'til you get your momma one You a
certified crack baby, I
gave you momma funds Pray the
lord forgive me for selling dope during Ramadan, uh Dua keep a
nigga stable Them crackers mark a
nigga grave before you touch the
cradle I
sent a
ton off to the
Moes 'cause I
was more than able (Feed) They let the
GDs in the
door, the
lords was at the
table (Feed) (Triple S
exercise) You know I'm saying, nigga Big rabbit, not lil rabbit Lil rabbit with the
babysitter, bitch You know what I'm sayin'? You gotta deal with the
big boy (I can already feel my trapping mojo returnin') Uh, yeah Rest in peace Big Time, nigga You know what I'm saying, nigga? (Broadway) That private school shit is expensive (Triple S) Ayo, roaches on my cereal boxes, in Gary living poor Same meal Saturday morning, we watching Diff'rent Strokes Diego shaking up with me, Ced and them niggas flippin folks I
was selling dope when Kanye was working at River Oaks (Yeah, yeah) I
did it with no radio Had a
million dollars before I
ever met Ebro (Yeah) 'Cause up until this point my activities was illegal (Yeah) I
never made a
chart, I
ain't let it fuck with my ego (Fuck a
ego) What I
drop spark fear I
had the
album of the
year, bitch, you can ask Nasir The
gangsta rapper of the
year running like ten years straight Sometimes I
feel like all my flowers coming ten years late (That's how I
feel, bitch) But fuck it (That's how I
feel, nigga) Vice Lord poetry (Yeah) Had to be twice as nice as these niggas for y'all to notice me King rabbit, nobody over me If I
had a
time machine The
younger Fred would be buying bricks from the
older me If I
had a
time machine I
would bring Chad Butler back Candy painted, sitting on blades, so how you loving that? Oh, you loving that?
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