Kid U Not - Viro the Virus

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The one and only, Viro The Virus

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Yo;

I heard a lot of shit about me — like when I’m liquored up

I can’t keep my wits about me (say words)

Bust it, I offered the public the same advice Chuck did

And that’s don’t believe the hype or trust it

I spit rugged till punks kick buckets

Wave white flags and take flight fast

Way too much of a scrub to play the clubs

So I play the local pub with the gateway drug

Battin' they idol, illogical scholar

Change a pocket of chronic into a fist full of dollars

Loose cannon on your town’s police plotter

But move too smooth to slip and get horse-collared

On a rampage like Barry Bonds roid raging on a bad day

So you better am-scray

But all the party people and fans stay

Twist the bombay and pass it this way

All jokes aside, I’m just here to keep Hip Hop alive

For those who think it died

It’s off the handle, when I ramble

Careers get cancelled, MC’s trampled

All jokes aside, I’m just here to keep Hip Hop alive

For those who think it died

I’m real with no gimmicks, keep the dro twisted

You know it’s dope fo' sho' if Viro did it

It’s the savvy veteran no rapper is better than

It’s just the facts, no bullcrap or embellishment

I don’t care one iota for the payola

I eat your rap bars like granola

You should know that I rape wacks

So get it straight black or get the bozak ASAP

Fuck ya chinchillas and ya Maybachs

I chill in Champion hoods and take the train tracks

My mother used to study the Bible, me?

I studied Organized Konfusion vinyls

A pothead from the Boondocks

Who rocks best in ya boombox, tighter than tube socks

The answer to the question of «Who's hot?»

In a separate category from «Who's not», see

The Big V be the sure shot

With more props than Carrot Top’s box

All jokes aside, I’m just here to keep Hip Hop alive

For those who think it died

It’s off the handle, when I ramble

Careers get cancelled, MC’s trampled

All jokes aside, I’m just here to keep Hip Hop alive

For those who think it died

I’m real with no gimmicks, keep the dro twisted

You know it’s dope fo' sho' if Viro did it

I sold weed for 4 years straight

All I gained was some Nautica Tees and some court dates

And every ho I done had is now like

«Fuck that broke-ass bum, he’s a scum bag»

But I’m an artist with an Artest-mentality

Storm the stands and turn fans to casualties

Wheel and deal with movers and shakers

Plus stand and deliver much sooner than later

Freak the mic like a cut

Pussy-lipped rappers try to grab it and it screams

«Unhand me at once!»

Just get me back to the mac with a blunt

Who’ll make you punks wear a hat that says dunce

I ask girls to play photography

Let’s go in a dark room and see what develops possibly

Don’t be mad, at least I’m speaking honestly

Now ma please, follow me for sodomy

Don’t have a lot but on everything I got

If I ever get broke, somebody’s getting shot (blaow!)

Kid U Not, you’ll have a devil of a time

Tryin' to reach this level of mine, but

All jokes aside, I’m just here to keep Hip Hop alive

For those who think it died

It’s off the handle, when I ramble

Careers get cancelled, MC’s trampled

All jokes aside, I’m just here to keep Hip Hop alive

For those who think it died

I’m real with no gimmicks, keep the dro twisted

You know it’s dope fo' sho' if Viro did it