Rear Naked Choke

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Got emcees taking notes
 I'm the utmost cutthroat
 Tap 'em out, rear naked choke
 Standing guillotine, I clearly ain't a joke
 If spittin's the issue my style's Brazilian jiu jitsu
 Lames claiming they're the game's chance
 A damn scene, must be having brain cramps
 They're not in Viro's ball park
 I got the glow plus the all spark
 I'm better than new pussy and new money
 So fresh I can get pussy from two buddies
 Even sisters, big as a big pimpers
 * * * * * *not a B lister
 Blue chipper, even sicker than a fever blister
 Ask if any disagree you wouldn't hear a whisper
 They know what I'm 'bout
 Sexing heffers at best western, blunt in my mouth
 I get scaled like that
 Test my skills, if you will, if you're real
 All these emcees get dropped to the mat
 Niggas thought the V stood for Vendetta
 Now the know it's Viro since they see me getting cheddar
 They on the couch playing GTA IV
 I'm out getting cake with schemes that make more
 Boys used to call me Chuck Smut Lover with a fat ass
 Now my buck's up, they call me Mack Swag
 See me looking cooler than a black Jag
 I have 'em ready to bounce like packed bags
 Get more head than a gas mask
 Then add up my nuts like a math class
 On the fast track with some sticky grass
 A three-pack of? gold mags? in a whiskey flask
 Get smashed if you're in my path
 Feel the wrath, nigga, that's your ass
 Haters' mad and it makes me laugh
 They thought I met my match, I told 'em: "Not so fast"
 Slice fold like an Afro Samurai
 I can't lie, I'm Viro and damn, I'm fly
 I'm like the man on the mic
 So smooth you couldn't hit me with a hand full of rice
 The pen is stronger than the sword I think
 But I keep a sword just for it my pen's out of ink
 No kid is like myself, can't see me like I'm stealth
 I'm back stroking to the finish line, Michael Phelps
 Undefeated from Jump Street
 I prefer my girls easy on drug's teat
 Bump me in your Jeep, I'm such heat
 You'll feel like you're riding around with the sun in your front seat
 I'm more cool than most fools
 Old school, but far from too old for a young freak
 But I say that, tongue in cheek
 I'm spraying flames on the beats
 Playing for keeps, like that
 I play them all it don't matter what they status is
 I show 'em all who the baddest is
 I get scaled like that
 All these emcees get dropped to the mat
 

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Duration
03:15
Key
3
Tempo
95 BPM

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