[Intro]
(Listen)
[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' n***as 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 d**h its like a n***a 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 cla**less
I'm at the a**es
I sway the ma**es
I sizzle hashish
I need some matches
Hand Me the Matches
I'm Done