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lirik lagu vic spencer - blood sofa

[intro: bernadette price]
ayo, this is bernadette representing for the goat sean p and hip hop culture
we present to you another masterpiece
if i was signed, the duck down
turn this b~tch up and listen carefully
salute to the real ones
get down or get lost
vic spencer, let’s f~ckin’ go bro
b

[verse 1: illa ghee]
broke bread with the cold~hearted (uh huh)
the heat from the stove of the streets became arctic
family was in partridge (brr)
reveal like the month of august
the night skies kinda ran up on us
started movin’ cautious
i write it with the speech of authors (uh huh)
what’s the price for the cost of bosses?
either bullets, jail, or coffins
nothing in the ghetto softens (nah)
livin’ here’ll get your life shortened
the small things become important
fighting for ya’ life of fortune
pride is dooming but enormous, crying ‘cause the soul was haunted (right)
say goodnight to the [?]
now i’m speaking as a drone, possibly a global warning
i’m writing for the wrong reportings
i’m exciting to a nest of h~rnets
i’m denying any extra warrants (right)
my rap got a temper to snap
better say it with respect, illa ghee [?]
illa
[verse 2: vic spencer]
uh
these days was made for the villains
enraged with the k!llings, get sprayed from resilience
the gage was the liver, another page was just ripped up
guerilla with the braids, in the cage, get you zipped up
life important, i’m scorching what i am waring
i’m warning all of you rappers i clap you while i’m jogging
dearly departed your life style, i’m a night owl
i’m quite foul, broad daylight taking your sight out
n~ggas tried to cover my whole flow with h~lla white~out (wow)
smack you with a m~ffle an tell yo’ ass to pipe down (mm)
all gassed up, me and my n~ggas masked up
did a lot of dirt and i ain’t never had bad luck
talk karma? you k!ll me, i come back to haunt ya’
but this time with 50 rocket launchers (mm)
let em all of at one time, i spit the dumb lines
smoke on ya’ lawn, you the type to call one time

[verse 3: ruste juxx]
this that black sea oil flow
ruste the royal pro
orally organic alkalines out the soil grow
fresh for the harvesting, no major marketing
it’s underground sound, lay it down like some carpeting
sword~sharpening when i’m throwing these darts ‘n them
these lyrics resonate with women’s souls and the hearts of men
you still training, i’m servin’ master classes
knowledge in the clip, headshot blast the masses
sean still proud of me, shoutout to bernadette
now she spitting monkey bars hotter than my burner get
y’all rappers ain’t learn it yet? you el stupido
k!ll ya’ engineer, stay the f~ck out the studio
it’s vic evans collabing with vic spencer
we hit the black harder than the brick dispenser, uh
from the chi to k!ller grounds, we crack with it
put you flat on ya’ back writing exact with it

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