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vic spencer - stop sign theory lyrics

[intro]
uh
you know i’m just like a mother f_cking chevy
from like ’68 you feel me
when my tune up gets done
it takes a long ass time to get to the top
n_ggas is in euro whips and sh_t
still here though mother f_cker

[verse 1]
this rap is made of jeru the damaja
tres deuce blam at you
your ass about to get fired like my last manager
and neve ever get hired like my current manager
leave you with open wounds come back and dump sand on you
i’m from over east way past south shore
rapping like – open your mouth for
n_ggas be falling out over stupid sh_t
i don’t be caring about n_ggas in the north
[?] with the mother f_cking cutest chick
you know what she does
she f_ck with you because you the latest n_gga with a buzz
i learn more because the lesson’s bigger
it’ll be a wet desert up in arizona before i sweat a n_gga
i bet a n_gga that’s thinking he’s better than victor
i c_ck back and aim boy
i’m better than triggers (you feel me?)
spaz out when i rap now
mad foul, beat you to the crumbs and take the trash out
you ain’t did enough to get wrote about
i don’t know who you kidding bro, i’m the hardest out
you’re not in the studio, you’re chilling with hoes probably
n_ggas don’t get shine in their raps so they gotta throw parties
fat ass n_ggas attacking ground beef on the shelf
i don’t f_ck with these rap n_ggas unless it speaks for itself
decapitate his f_cking eyeb_lls and endorse ears
every time we choose safety we reinforce fear
it’s word to [?] if you knew it
the undisputed mutant got you muted (yeah)
want something different, do something different
i gotta sell my soul to do some sh_t like big pimpin’ huh
same sh_t different air freshener
n_ggas know that the best is up next
f_ck all the rest of you
exfoliate the beat for three minutes
then sit on the records for five years
timeless music invented
witnessed h_lla n_ggas turn into snakes
then stand six feet tall dog
with human traits aw dog that’s my mistake for not knowing who’s talking
i don’t care i got options
five pair of sony walkmans explain i don’t hear nonsense
it’s almost time for me to peel out
throw a cooler at them iced out ass n_ggas
and tell their ass to chill out (the f_ck out of here)
f_ck it
n_ggas is throwing shots, i’m pouring
what i do with you has nothing to do with where i’m going
f_cker
f_ck outta here
[outro]
that’s why i treat n_ggas like stop signs you feel me (feel me)
only pay a visit just for about five seconds
bounce
the f_ck out of here
feel me
and that’s the cost of victory b_tch
get the f_ck out of here

- vic spencer lyrics

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