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letra de gone fishing, pt. 2 - vic spencer

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me and my brother on the speed boat plotting so n0body can hear our conversation
through the wind bobbing our head
the top authority, but never follow rules
i asked him how many bodies he had left, he said two (what?)
how we gonna survive, the boat had unlimited gas
so it fled us to the otherside, a little town called scumville
the first rapper they saw they k!lled
they could k!ll me so you know it’s real
[?]
he had fifty green plated desert eagles in a duffle bag and wasn’t holding sh-t
i watched that n-gga k!ll еvery n-gga that wasn’t homeless
choppеd ‘em up and then put them on the boat quick
i looked at him like “how the f-ck did you know about this place?”
he said the enemies that you poisoned the other day
he overheard it in a meeting before heating that n-ggas was going to rack up
seen homeless rappers asking for backup
then hit n-gga with the ratches, we wasn’t scared we was ready
i didn’t have to cleanup this time we left it messy
they almost got us though, i survived the graze
brother patch it up with some green antidote, it went away
back at the crib with it
planned to go fishing
but it was risky ‘cause it was n-ggas like us that want us dead in the city
a tiny ocean in the back of an old man’s house
hopped the fence and set the rods up looking for trout (word)
but in the back driveway it was n-gga’s range rover
this mother f-cker probably up to no good
blowing the side, clutching some wood the size of m bison boots
that knock out an alligator
i just went in the crib for juice
heard noise as i stepped in the door
i overheard my n-gga say it’s about to be a war
seen an old ass man laying dead on the couch
i left bro, asked for juice, i said we gots to be out
(man what did you say?)
we got to go, right now
i overheard mother f-cker say “going to war”

- vic spencer

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