Vegas Bill - Levels
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(hook):
Change modes, i roll bitch
I’m finding madness
I am so ahead, that i beat the fucking shaft in
An accent on my name so i say this ain’t no accident
Middle finger up to you mediocre rappers and
Hold up, don’t ask
You ain’t even on my level
I just passed the rocket man
You ain’t even on my level
Flaming mic, yours is ice
You ain’t even on my level
I’m wiz khalifa high with talent
You ain’t on my level
(verse 1):
Oh shit
Did god just call my name?
With a lightning bolt flying thru the sky
But i didn’t die, it landed by my side
And to my surprise i have found a hеart
I am out this land, i am in the stars
I'm tartarus from the chaos
Pull me to thе void, i remain gone
I’m living off your crash
You can call me tracy morgue man
Lil tracy lyrics on my castle make it foreign
Camera recording, i knew this bitch was gorgeous
She ain’t got a man, but she's got a twin
And that makes me feel important
I'm on adderall and lexapro
To keep me speeding through the safety zone
I’m nm's own don julio with a radio for a studio
Like coolio, i am too hot
Put a bar of soap in a tube sock
Bust you up like a boob job
I’m bad enough to hit a moon walk and
(hook):
Change modes, i roll bitch
I’m finding madness
I am so ahead, that i beat the fucking shaft in
An accent on my name so i say this ain’t no accident
Middle finger up to you mediocre rappers and
Hold up, don’t ask
You ain’t even on my level
I just passed the rocket man
You ain’t even on my level
Flaming mic, yours is ice
You ain’t even on my level
I’m wiz khalifa high with talent
You ain’t on my level
(verse 2):
Light up the sage, vegas bill just kicked in
And i’m stomping like steve austin
Till there’s mud holes in this bitch
Blow a zip of thc
Just to come down from these trees
All this gasoline
I’m blowing fucking fire when i speak
What you think? i leave no doubt
When i’m around
The clouds surround
Never been a thing to shake the ground
When i see the weak i take them out
Solo like harrison ford
At 4 in the morning
Comparing my lyrics to a mirror
So clear an orphan could keep me apparent
I’m lyrically intact, when i rap i’m off the map
I don’t have to brag or ask cuz when i snap
I fill the bag
This ain’t that, this is genocide
Despite the fact that i ain’t gotta lie
To keep it under closed blinds
Switch to speed like demi both times
Wonder why i been hitting lines like a first down
Come around, everybody wanna party but i’m in the clouds now
Throwing bodies on the ground like a moth when the lights go out
Stomping out a bitch when i hit the town
With an ounce and a pound
Roll in with the wind but you never heard a sound
But i’m never worried bout my outfit
When i say i'm gonna wear you down
You fucking clown
Fuck it now
This beats a bitch i just busted in
Like the kool aid man
Shove a tampon in my head
And cut periods from my sentences
Censor this, i was sent to this benevolent place
To fuck it up
Like my fucking gut when i drink too much
Just cut the beat, i said enough
(dres):
Woo
Change modes, i roll bitch
I’m finding madness
I am so ahead, that i beat the fucking shaft in
An accent on my name so i say this ain’t no accident
Middle finger up to you mediocre rappers and
Hold up, don’t ask
You ain’t even on my level
I just passed the rocket man
You ain’t even on my level
Flaming mic, yours is ice
You ain’t even on my level
I’m wiz khalifa high with talent
You ain’t on my level
(verse 1):
Oh shit
Did god just call my name?
With a lightning bolt flying thru the sky
But i didn’t die, it landed by my side
And to my surprise i have found a hеart
I am out this land, i am in the stars
I'm tartarus from the chaos
Pull me to thе void, i remain gone
I’m living off your crash
You can call me tracy morgue man
Lil tracy lyrics on my castle make it foreign
Camera recording, i knew this bitch was gorgeous
She ain’t got a man, but she's got a twin
And that makes me feel important
I'm on adderall and lexapro
To keep me speeding through the safety zone
I’m nm's own don julio with a radio for a studio
Like coolio, i am too hot
Put a bar of soap in a tube sock
Bust you up like a boob job
I’m bad enough to hit a moon walk and
(hook):
Change modes, i roll bitch
I’m finding madness
I am so ahead, that i beat the fucking shaft in
An accent on my name so i say this ain’t no accident
Middle finger up to you mediocre rappers and
Hold up, don’t ask
You ain’t even on my level
I just passed the rocket man
You ain’t even on my level
Flaming mic, yours is ice
You ain’t even on my level
I’m wiz khalifa high with talent
You ain’t on my level
(verse 2):
Light up the sage, vegas bill just kicked in
And i’m stomping like steve austin
Till there’s mud holes in this bitch
Blow a zip of thc
Just to come down from these trees
All this gasoline
I’m blowing fucking fire when i speak
What you think? i leave no doubt
When i’m around
The clouds surround
Never been a thing to shake the ground
When i see the weak i take them out
Solo like harrison ford
At 4 in the morning
Comparing my lyrics to a mirror
So clear an orphan could keep me apparent
I’m lyrically intact, when i rap i’m off the map
I don’t have to brag or ask cuz when i snap
I fill the bag
This ain’t that, this is genocide
Despite the fact that i ain’t gotta lie
To keep it under closed blinds
Switch to speed like demi both times
Wonder why i been hitting lines like a first down
Come around, everybody wanna party but i’m in the clouds now
Throwing bodies on the ground like a moth when the lights go out
Stomping out a bitch when i hit the town
With an ounce and a pound
Roll in with the wind but you never heard a sound
But i’m never worried bout my outfit
When i say i'm gonna wear you down
You fucking clown
Fuck it now
This beats a bitch i just busted in
Like the kool aid man
Shove a tampon in my head
And cut periods from my sentences
Censor this, i was sent to this benevolent place
To fuck it up
Like my fucking gut when i drink too much
Just cut the beat, i said enough
(dres):
Woo
