Visions fugitives, Op. 22: No. 18, Con una dolce lentezza

歌詞

[Intro] Yeah Vizzy It's fuckin' crazy [Verse 1] Uh, liquor over ice, livin' over life Better pay attention, before this shit is overpriced I could handle-bars before I even rode a bike And if its quotes that you want, man I meet that quota nice Looney Tunes the flow, going lunar as a solar night Time it like a cobra strike, grinding like an overbite Put it in the air, yeah Vizzy with the soda flight Tell them lay the pen down and get X like bowling strikes Cooler than chewin' polar ice in the South Pole Going HAM like Pam, knock them out cold You're so crazy, the crowd goes wild Hands go up and down like the Dow Jones Well hello my dear, my name is Vizzy I'm a cool rapper, but who isn't? I'm the "who done it", these niggas is "who didn'ts" Ask who I am, I say dude listen Look [Hook: XV & Kristina Rose] Tell them how I do this, tell them why they play me Tell them I guarantee and tell them why they pay me Tell them who I am and tell them who I ain't G Tell me why you love me, tell me why you hate me, cause You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy (I heard that) You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy (I heard that) You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy (I heard that) You fucking crazy [Verse 2] You know I'm on one Play no games, but on one Say my name to no one, Lisa play my lonesome Cause I'm as hot as four suns, you popular as four nuns Kick that shit like fee-fi, you spit that shit like fo-fum Who you know that come up out that middle state? Getting props like real estate Mamma raise an ill kid, you can call me Gilbert Grape Don't chill, I'm chilling, come through make a building shake Don't let me eat, I'm Ricky Henderson, I'll steal a plate Take whoever you favor and do yourself a favor, man Don't put my name by their's, put it by a greater than What's your release date? Why you even making plans? You niggas brick like Steve Carrel, Anchorman I make the chicks who wanna go go with me Cuz you ain't never gonna feel gold when we kick it So I'm part ridiculous, Eli Porter retarded Tell them I did it, why they get me started? [Hook] [Verse 3] Uh, this is Mark Biller, J Dilla, Atila the Hun Gorilla on drums, no filler it's fun My voice killing these bums, Ted Williams Ask should I do it, they say "yeah kill 'em" Ok I do it like I knew I shouldn't Prove it like they knew I couldn't Blew up and they said I wouldn't Nigga is you fucking stupid The girls love the X, man They makin' they next man An ex man cause she ain't trying to fuck with mutants One girl plus one girl, so there ain't nothing to it Give them my Bret Hart, excellence of execution Far from the biggest loser, but she saying that she done waited all this time Now it's time to fucking lose it She ain't trying to do shit, get that Ciroq in her No chasing like Vince she got an entourage with her Bring your girl Nicki and we can have a ménage with her Said she untouchable, well I'm Kevin Costner [Hook] [Outro] XV you fucking crazy Don't laugh at me