VX-13

God damn we been waiting No time to acclimate I see through you like a acetate Never got a chance like a acid tape Always had the faster blade Incorporated like Masta ace No hitler needed for a master race At College lectures I fascinate Big pimping with Dame dancing 2Pac in that thug mansion I'm Peter panish while speaking Spanish These Record labels with they weak advances Pray the god for the mighty king Overdose on my Nightly binge Overnight Thats Mr.Right, baby I just might be him Bridge Through time & Space In most of my crusades The sacrifice I will always make It's alright and it's alright Another poem Another way Home The whole time A nigga should of known It's ok it's ok Dillingers so sinister Rap game prime minister Went from chicken George to chicken little Writing riddles better than riddler Fell off for a lil hiccup Cocaine dreams need a ill pick up The man a ghost I'm never seen In a cave with a kerosene Front cover of your magazine Unloading a whole magazine Rubbing hands like Mr.birdman Talking it like I'm Richard Sherman Cleaning up like I'm so detergent My raps a deadly weapon like I need permit My bread & butter for frequent hustler You can talk to me & you can meet the muscle Bring out the strength that you need muster I'm intimidating like Hermann Munster Made the songs that inspired children Sir Vizzington remain the Realest Genocide my aim kill it Indian , came to kill the pilgrims King Vizzer ruling the Kingdom Ask Claire that's Vizzy's misses Imagination never was a figment I'm not dope? Watcha talking Willis?