Mit MJ Rips - Vice City lyrics

[Hook: Mit MJ Rips] Vice City in thirty miles Vice City in twenty miles Vice City in just ten miles So welcome to Vice City [Verse 1: Mit MJ Rips] Are you sad, you did not reach perfection? Do you need the witch door's attention? Welcome weary weak one to vice city Where everything here seems so pretty So now take a seat, put up your feat And wallow in your lost and defeat Come on have a drink it is my treat So does that not quench your thirst? Sometimes people think it's worst I say a bottle a day Keeps the doctor away So do not worry if you don't feel glee Now I will be back with more booze Just sit back and begin to cruise There is no such thing as a ruse [Hook] [Verse 2: Mit MJ Rips] At the bar you see a slim lady Standing next to a guy that seems shady The pretty girl blows you a kiss And you walk over like hey miss So the guy explains the whole package deal Free to look but you gotta pay to feel You are at your lowest point why not You give in to having s** like a robot It's gone there was no emotional bond Don't even remember if she was blonde You exit a dirty hotel and hate the smell See a nice person with hair gel down the stairwell He looks odd and has a funny collar Maybe this man could give you a dollar He enters an odd building with cowebs He's arrogant like an old time celeb [Hook] [Verse 3: Mit MJ Rips] Now what do you need a dollar for I only work for the very poor If you need help we could sit and pray Why don't you tell me about your day You begin to relay yesterday Then the religious man jumps out of the pew Only after a few and before you knew Don't come near me swine I do not like your kind So I guess God does not like sinners I'm going to hang with the real winners I will go back to the bar Luckily it is not that far Am I going to Hell I guess only time will tell I will retire to my cell [Hook] [Verse 4: Mit MJ Rips] Let's us have a quick review I cannot sit in a pew That girl gave me no pleasure And I'm not completely sure But that old witch doctor probably Doesn't even have a PHD OH yeah and God does not like me According to some fallacy Or was it a true Pharisee This drank is really getting to my head And makes it harder to get out of bed And after everything that has been said Maybe the witch doctor ain't insane But this drink does not lessen the pain But a bottle a day does keep him away Because I don't think I'll live another day [Hook] [Outro: Mit MJ Rips] Vice City in just ten miles Vice City in twenty miles Vice City in thirty miles Vice City in forty miles You're leaving Vice City [Verse 5: Mit MJ Rips] I'm driving out of vice city With a whole lot of velocity Choosing the right path Rewriting my draft With a bunch of correction marks Once my inspiration sparks Now it is a lights show Even in the nights glow Gazing skyward and forward No longer a coward Trying to live by the word Feels a second baptism And I'm bathing in chrism Went from ma** destruction To my purification A born again Catholic Defeating my conflict If you can't get the pictue Reread the most Holy Scripture It's my new genesis Ignorance is not bliss Returning back is It's in my music So with my new pick I play a new melody And it becomes a symphony Looking for excellence In my new emergence After I repent God becomes the sergeant In this operation No more procrastination