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Vision II
by Voice of G
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Hitting like a stimulus check
Don't mind my flex
I'm a rap veteran
With the letter man jacket
Juggling talents
Finding my balance
Psychedelic Robert Mathis
Sacking Quarter packs
No madden
Killing shows
Like Mardi Gras
Flow Is sweet like Haagen Daz
They don't know about the sauce
Kicking beats Like Mo Sala
Balling with the ace in hand
One man band
Screaming yes you can
Royal flush
With Pen and pad
Bringing bars
But I take no Xans
This my jam
And I might
Just dance
These days
Thinking
About the outcome
These days They only care
About the album
Need New Voice
Like Powder
Now we really talking power
Hit that gas
We talking sour
Twisted in rotation
Never breaking cadence
I stay elevated
On Advice and motivation
Peeling layers
Seeing changes
Got me
On the canvas painting
Now I Focus on the lens
How I murder
With the pen
Will I make it?
It all depends
That's a conversation
For the deeper end
It's amazing
How I pull the civic up
Southbound 95
With a fist up
Now we makings waves
Running streets that we paved
So insane
Here to stay
Never waiting for a turn of fate
Everything I gained
Is everything I made
Peace of Mind
Let it reach the sky
Just Behind the eyes
I ignite
The vision for my life
Now we're up like satellites
Now I'm living every line
All the nights I sacrificed
All my dreams now multiply
Damn
It's about that time
Drop back and I left it fly
Are you down to ride?
I'm a slide with the guys
All the rhymes
Are jumping off the page
What more can I say
Now we up the pace
With more food up on the plate
Damn
Now they wanna taste
But We never leave a trace
From gables to the lakes
Hitting like a stimulus check
Don't mind my flex
I'm a rap veteran
With the letter man jacket
Juggling talents
Finding my balance
Psychedelic Robert Mathis
Sacking Quarter packs
No madden
Killing shows
Like Mardi Gras
Flow Is sweet like Haagen Daz
They don't know about the sauce
Kicking beats Like Mo Sala
Balling with the ace in hand
One man band
Screaming yes you can
Royal flush
With Pen and pad
Bringing bars
But I take no Xans
This my jam
And I might
Just dance
These days
Thinking
About the outcome
These days They only care
About the album
Need New Voice
Like Powder
Now we really talking power
Hit that gas
We talking sour
Twisted in rotation
Never breaking cadence
I stay elevated
On Advice and motivation
Peeling layers
Seeing changes
Got me
On the canvas painting
Now I Focus on the lens
How I murder
With the pen
Will I make it?
It all depends
That's a conversation
For the deeper end
It's amazing
How I pull the civic up
Southbound 95
With a fist up
Now we makings waves
Running streets that we paved
So insane
Here to stay
Never waiting for a turn of fate
Everything I gained
Is everything I made
Peace of Mind
Let it reach the sky
Just Behind the eyes
I ignite
The vision for my life
Now we're up like satellites
Now I'm living every line
All the nights I sacrificed
All my dreams now multiply
Damn
It's about that time
Drop back and I left it fly
Are you down to ride?
I'm a slide with the guys
All the rhymes
Are jumping off the page
What more can I say
Now we up the pace
With more food up on the plate
Damn
Now they wanna taste
But We never leave a trace
From gables to the lakes
