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[Intro]
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[Hook:Vic The Devil]
Tell em’ each mix-tape is like the birth of Jesus
Can’t explain it but the world needs it
[Verse 1: Vic The Devil]
All I see is
Coke and weed spinnin’ like a double helix
Better say it if you really mean it
I’m hawkin’ niggas like Stephen
I’m trapped inside of my genius
But i’m not try’n to be the smartest quadriplegic
Jimmy Hendrix, Jim Morrison, River Phoenix
Speedin’ strait to death its like a nigga need it
Looks are deceivin’
I’m used to bobbin’ and weavin’
Got hoes bobbing there weaves taking D
Like its really what they need
I’m smoking sour diesel like i need it (Yea)
Plus the Psilocybin truffles got me sea sick
All of the non believers need to get to believein’
Holy heavenly father slash lyrical genius (Yea)
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Vic The Devil]
Am i Osiris or „Cyrus The Virus”
I am as high as Apache pilots
Sick as „West Nile” is
Sick Like AIDS Virus
Divine light shinin’ bright Like nine prisms aligned with the horizon
They classless
I’m at the asses
I sway the masses
I sizzle hashish
I need some matches
Hand Me the Matches
I’m Done
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