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
Tupac 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?