Heat - Viro the Virus

Yeah

Snowgoons waddup, haha

Viro The Virus, yeah

Still in full effect

It’s Bud, Bex and Beers, haha

This is what I do

And I love it

Check me out

Yo, I see the price of cocaine must have gone way up

When I see the things these dames would do for a buck

And the rap game went lame, the industry sucks

Even these underground kids ain’t up to snuff

Born sinner getting older and more bitter

Cold-hearted with a hot head and some warm liquor

Trynna figure how to get dough more quicker

And a ho to bring me more dro and more swishers

Vulgar womanizer and a violent rhymer

Bag your wife or pulverise you with a pile driver

Either or I’m what it’s hitting for

Whores fighting for the ball like a bidding war

I beat rappers like pussy lips

On some big boss man Bigfoot bully shit

On some fuck who you is and who you with

I ain’t new to this I’m true to it, word up

I live this shit, breath this shit

Willing to die for it, bleed this shit

Speak my mind never plead the Fifth

Give me a beat I keep some heat to spit (like this)

I eat, sleep and breath this shit

Need this shit, cut me and I’ll bleed this shit

Speak my mind never plead the Fifth

Give me a beat I keep some heat to spit (like this)

Yeah, I’m spotted frequent at the weed spot

A veteran who fights dirty call me V hot

Lord of the underground I chief rock

No kidding the kid be spitting like a beatbox

Too sick for detox

Right here is where the Buck stops

Pass the rock I’ll make the clutch shot

And go hard like I’m turbocharged

Cause the flow is cream of the crop and whatnot (yeah)

I stay a notch above the losers

Counting guap getting tug jobs from cougars

Mental giant these fools are Oompa Loompas

Even their highlight reels are full of bloopers

I stick to the script, how the story go

Twist the spliff and stick my dick in the glory hole

No homo but I’m sure to blow

Like a torpedo, so shorty slow your roll

Jersey general, push past the limits to the pinnacle

Be little and imbecile with lyricals keep my thinking on critical

Weak MCs keep it on typical, not the least bit original

Rushing sickle flow take ya head clean off

Nikita Koloff pissy with the Smirnoff

Vicious with the slick talk

Seen limping with a pimp walk

Ace up my sleeve like a pit boss

When you’re this nice

It’s like playing with trick dice

I crack windpipes like thin ice

Bet your girl is my biggest fan

So how the world is you sleeping like tryptophan

I’m so I skip the spam

You’re a fraud dog, eat a dick and scram

Before the shit hits the fan

Think you’re seeing V?

Need to switch your plan, nigga

Yeah

Viro The Virus

That’s what it is

Snowgoons on the beat

Yeah

Waddup

Slim DSM on the bars

It’s MJ all day

Going for broke niggas

Yeah