Vic Spencer – Stop Sign Theory Lyrics
Artist: Vic Spencer
Song: Stop Sign Theory
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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 #ss time to get to the top
n#gg#s is in Euro whips and sh#t
Still here though mother f#cker
This rap is made of Jeru the Damaja
Tres deuce blam at you
Your #ss 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#gg#s be falling out over stupid sh#t
I don’t be caring about n#gg#s 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#gg# 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#gg#
I bet a n#gg# 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#gg#s don’t get shine in their raps so they gotta throw parties
Fat #ss n#gg#s attacking ground beef on the shelf
I don’t f#ck with these rap n#gg#s unless it speaks for itself
Decapitate his f#cking eyeballs 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#gg#s 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 hella n#gg#s 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 #ss n#gg#s
And tell their #ss to chill out (The f#ck out of here)
f#ck it
n#gg#s 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
That’s why I treat n#gg#s 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
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Release Year: 2015