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letra de legitimate ignorance - vic spencer

[intro]
uh, yeah
not playing with you n-ggas

[verse 1]
they don’t wanna see legends make it
still rooting for all my dead homies
i got a fat ass swisher form the 90’s filled that b-tch up
before i walk outside i pray to god that i don’t get lit up
it’s a few rappers wishing death on me
and them same n-ggas used to be my homies
look how the world turns the sh-t lead to bad blood
on my deathbed still trying to take my last puff
imma miss this sh-t
woke up from the dead just to hit this sh-t
pick up the pace, the p-ssy wrapper sit in your face (ew)
the flowers bloom when i spit in the vase
i’m running over any n-gga that wanna get in the way
icecapade how i slid in the game
n-ggas is mad at me gradually
i take it with a grain of salt
you know old fart got diabetes (yeah)
clothes be reeking when i get home from work
trying to smash and bash then go park the perp
sh-t hitting so hard it hurts
n-gga your bars worse than seeing lil kim with the bizarre work (ew)
life continuing to be hideous
before you take your seat know who you’re sitting with
with the pen and pad i am whipping it
i’m giving it my all suck my b-lls i am ignorant
not living in no mother f-cking mansion
upper cutting bandits, never loving thots they’re some has beens
the trash can is where they belong
with all the garbage juice, tartar sauce dripping from songs
pick up the fishscale
thick chickens the d-ck fit well
misfit tells
i came here with some n-ggas that work as hard as them factory machines
rocking black and green in a 35 and up club
looking at all the booties of cougars that i can tame
this is not my brain (what is it?)
this my b-lls talking
bumping def squad on a sony walkman
the best rapper so they trying to off me
they trying to pull a big l on me
trying to pull a soulja slim on me
them n-ggas trying to stack bundle me (d-mn)
trying to put me under streets i’m not having it
if you wanna be successful go grab a wig (naw)
f-ck that, i’m like dave chappelle not reformin’
y’all kiss ass while i’m blazing an l
hit a blunt right after i was taming a whale
when life smell fishy i go and put some bait in the mail
i ain’t got love for hardcore n-ggas
and i know why
because them n-ggas bars is different
n-gga my name is where the stars is mentioned
move so fast i got nascar’s attention
[outro]
i’m high off you n-ggas that wanna be me
i’m shining on n-ggas that can’t defeat me
glancing in on you n-ggas
my goal is to make you n-ggas blind
anytime a n-gga say something man
look at all the panties man, they go up in a bunch
i ain’t trying to do you n-gga’s laundry
get the f-ck outta here man
sh-t real goony on these mother f-ckers

- vic spencer

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