Vice Words from Time Capsule by Mic Justice

Im Tryna be up front,
in the back of house,
cookin up beats
For the customers mouths,
cuts of the juggular out,
like some Halo 3 grunts,
An Elite from down south,
Ya'll are sleepin on the clock,
spartan kick my door down,
I won't panic till it happens,
With face paint saying "candid"
Some grown men who've sown seeds,
all of a sudden, vanished,
shade from canapoies
specifically where they planned it,
All of this degrades heavily,
Where philanthropy landed,
Faded worlds washed over me
Fuel where my philosophies,
Asking what does it cost me?
probably falling in and out
basking in monotony
The back of house cookin up some drahma now honestly,
Need to rise above this fake charade,
Figure out a gauruntee,
All this spy and talk shit is aggrivating me to my soul
all I'm tryna do Is get to whoevers listening to know,
Whether your from the committe or Mississippi IE Oh.
from the slums or rich cities, I'm here for you bro.

They Gon hit an ice berg of vice words,
Find a Bill from the Pi-per,
Get the dollars transferred
Absurb visions recurred,
It dont deter me from surely,
Finding the cure,
Of this hazy appraisal,
Made me lazy and fatal,
Its crazy im faded,
Clear as day be but he hears cicadas
Prefers Buzzin just like the gossip they trade us,
Even have you on a first name basis
One false move just like teachers they grade us,
If our techs correct, and if not we met Jesus
So people think we either Spray em or make our Hiatus,

why ya hatin on my thrift store?
Malclamore
I always break my back for the bread, just kid,
Thats why they pay more
You hop in the whip,
Im at dennys gettin off on some dinner'n skillets
tryna catch you up on what the fuck I've been missin
tell ya over this roach clip, corn chips,
they be hittin.
I'm done with ya guilt trip, pimp ship,
cheese dips your mission
Pipboy your boyfriend just to vats the system?
That's real shit like plumber goin into your.....,
I would go into more detail bout my agenda,
Time square opening, but this my addendum
I shock the vibes with my art,
Pikachu Ashe Catchum,
That's what you said to him huh?
I thought you learned your lesson.
Nes Quick,Drum Stick, With a Soul Vibe comin,
Jesper Boqvist Wrist shots are steamed hams buddy,
Xenophobic but you love makin money,
that's the way that moses gets rid of the hungry.
Don't need puns, or reruns
I just let your mind run,..
I rap until my tongue's numb like an icecle that fell above,
Diggin up my capsule to bump some mids you say "what the fuck?"
Oh well I tried I guess and I guess that's enough.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Jazz
• Rap
• RnB
• Rock
• Soul
• Port St. Lucie