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These are leftovers but know That I ain’t foilin’ my dreams Ain’t from Britain but my talent Made me boil in the Seam The day I flow, I go to FAO and Toy with everything, from the dirt, and now Them haters soil in they jeans I’m fully on my bully shit, boy that nigga mean Drop a domino with all the flows it triggers everything Fuck all black, I’m layin’ low and ghillie everything Comin’ at they neck, like a set of guillotines A better metaphor would be a porno set routine Watch me fuck up this game and see the choices that it brings Lay that honey down, moisten everything between And I know she want the D, but she coy with everything Legend put me on smash, drop this on they blog-ass Bootleggin’ gunner try to sling it, arm cast And ain’t no love in the heart of the city but I’m still Searchin’ for it like a VH1 Broadcast, I ask, Freshmen Class are you seein’, this is what it mean to spit Gmail and cc the shit, flyer than Aladdin’s carpet, never Got my Genie wish, you got yo game Genie on I ain’t with the cheatin’ bitch I’m sayin’ what remains to be unsaid I am hip-hop, like a cool dude on one leg I will flip rocks and tell you everything my gun did Talk about breezin’ through women like a sun dress Am I wrong that is all I hear in songs…MONEY BLOWIN, GIRLS And my radio’s on, where is yours at? I dont make it rain so quit Checkin’ on my forecast, Oscar Grouch is mad I put out more trash Over flood the city, this is Vizzy You ain’t get a ring cause I am gettin busy Price of fame, askin what it cost Biggest mysteries are Why ain’t Vizzy signed and what is happenin on Lost I be at the temple Overcame the flames like Jack Be Nimble Shinin over my city like the Batman symbol Marchin’ band, drums Crowd applause, crashin cymbals Huh givin’ bitches Kisses with a pack of thimbles uh yeah Peter Pan and pepper pots Captain Hook should check his watch Flippin lids, where’s the jock? Goin in, Stonehenge flow, everywhere I rock Who need elevators when these haters just use stairs a lot Until the day they say “That is where the exit is” Execute and excellence Nigga what’s a Freshmen list I will etch my name into every single desk there is Until the world knows who XV is Vizzy

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Dit zijn restjes, maar weet That I ain’t foilin’ my dreams Ain’t from Britain but my talent Made me boil in the Seam The day I flow, I go to FAO and Speel met alles, van het vuil, en nu Them haters soil in they jeans I’m fully on my bully shit, boy that nigga mean Drop a domino with all the flows it triggers everything Fuck all black, I’m layin’ low and ghillie everything Comin’ at they neck, like a set of guillotines Een betere metafoor zou een porno set routine zijn Kijk hoe ik dit spel verneuk en zie de keuzes die het brengt Leg die honing neer, bevochtig alles ertussen En ik weet dat ze de D wil, maar ze is terughoudend met alles Legend put me on smash, drop this on they blog-ass Bootleggin’ gunner try to sling it, arm cast And ain’t no love in the heart of the city but I’m still Searchin’ for it like a VH1 Broadcast, I ask, Freshmen Class are you seein’, this is what it mean to spit Gmail en cc de shit, flyer dan Aladdin’s tapijt, nooit Got my Genie wish, you got yo game Genie on I ain’t with the cheatin’ bitch I’m sayin’ what remains to be unsaid I am hip-hop, like a cool dude on one leg Ik zal rotsen omgooien en je alles vertellen wat mijn geweer deed Praten over briesen door vrouwen als een zonnejurk Heb ik het mis dat is alles wat ik hoor in liedjes…MONEY BLOWIN, GIRLS And my radio’s on, where is yours at? I don’t make it rain so quit Checkin’ on my forecast, Oscar Grouch is mad I put out more trash Overloop de stad, dit is Vizzy You ain’t get a ring cause I am gettin busy Prijs van roem, vraag wat het kost Grootste mysteries zijn Waarom heeft Vizzy niet getekend en wat gebeurt er in Lost? Ik ben in de tempel. Overwonnen de vlammen zoals Jack Be Nimble Schijnend over mijn stad als het Batman symbool Marcherende band, trommels Applaus van de menigte, bekkenslag Huh givin’ bitches Kisses with a pack of thimbles uh yeah Peter Pan en peperpotten Kapitein Haak zou op zijn horloge moeten kijken Flippin lids, where’s the jock? Goin in, Stonehenge flow, everywhere I rock Who need lifators when these haters just use stairs a lot Tot de dag dat ze zeggen “Dat is waar de uitgang is” Execute and excellence Nigga wat is een eerstejaars lijst Ik zal mijn naam etsen in elk bureau dat er is Totdat de wereld weet wie XV is Vizzy

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