Vic Spencer - A Date With the Rap Game lyrics

{Intro} Uh, Vic Aw you mother fu*ker Haha okay I ain't gotta say my last name, fu*k out of here {?} mother fu*king beast That's right ni**as know me man Ain't doing none of that other sh*t My sh*t simple and plain for ni**as man You spit that bullsh*t you gon' be forever mad ni**a fu*k that sh*t {Verse} Simultaneously bodying all of these rappers 'til ain't no more exist Stupid ass rap game got me pissed Y'all more concerned with being lit You at the club I'm at home with your b*tch So disrespectful I show up at your mama's house, use it like a mother fu*king restroom Flush, wash my hands I'm out Gotta go peep the rest of the game and what it's bout These ni**as no bеtter than me They morе concerned with concepts over wet ass beats (Whack) fu*k rap beef, lets take it to the streets You don't want that ni**a, you won't make it in these streets ni**as screaming on records losing their vocal cords ni**as fu*ked the game raw and don't know the who*e Rappers wearing dresses now the dresses wear the rappers Then the label bend the rapper over, and start attacking Shove a contract up their ass until the soul is gone Man in the streets but more like a who*e at home (Pussy boy) Hiding your head before the shooter On the hord with Peanut bu*ter Wolf throwing the stone Fresh as fu*k in the group home bumping Group Home Premo beat I'm a mother fu*king igloo that believe in heat Vegetarian females love me McDonalds slogan ain't got sh*t on me (Ain't got sh*t on me) Probably the dumbest rapper I got songs with rappers that's millionaires, now look at me The brokest ni**a rapping, bob and weave in the streets I need to eat so on the rap game I cheat We write raps like treadmills, got high last night Went to work for eight hours I'm dead still (As fu*k) No guns ni**as bleed still Head from Stephanie Mills, bumping Stevie Wonder blowing kill Everyday that life game on gleam You see that more than the flesh itself The music and dope it helps I tried to be civil with other rappers but it didn't work out {Outro} I ain't gonna try that sh*t no more Hey I don't expect you to dog, you did the most That sh*t is a waste of fu*king energy You see your resume how long that sh*t is Look at all the fu*king rappers you worked with Man get the fu*k out of here