Vic Spencer - E-Cle Pt. 5

{Intro}
Man
E-Cle still locked up B
Guess I still gotta work on this 30,000

{Verse 1}
My nigga E-Cle locked the fuck up still
I’m in the hundreds about to walk uphill
It’s been a while since I flew you a kite
Sorry for neglecting you whenever I write
I been having bullshit of my own nigga
I caught a case in Indiana
They tried to put a year in my face
But that shit ain’t shit to the shit that you facing
I wish you was facing a blunt in your granny’s basement
I think about how you was down (?...) when you see me
I just had one wish for the genie
I told her let the nigga E-Cle out early
That’s all a nigga wanted
Everything else really a bonus
If hе was outside he’s really bе on it
No question about it
He said I owe him 30,000 bars when 20 surround him
E cold as fuck
The young boy builds steel that is rapping
And I’m doing some crazy shit you couldn’t imagine
Can you believe I got a song with Rock Marci and Ransom?
You can’t hear it now, I want to throw tantrums
I’m still a nigga that don’t want a phantom
Get ghost in the Buick
I still play your music
The shit that we made for the Streetwise album
That was a whole lot of bars, it still didn’t equal 30,000
I’m still writing hard in the paint
I did a lot of things lyrically when people said that I can’t
Imma see you on the outside
We gon’ put steam in the kitchen like Doubtfire
I’m starting to sing (?...)
I wanted to make you laugh nigga yo I’m lying
They locked my nigga Tree up too
By the time niggas hear this he gon’ be outside sporting the latest
Rapping the greatest
I got this same ambition from Cle
I had to fly a kite that you can see
Sheesh

{Outro}
I still got more to that 30,000
I don’t know if I’m at 30,000