My dudes reviewed your new sound and said that it’s poo poo I doo doo on whatever you fools do My crew do voodoo, make weird shit start happening to you Get you freaked out thinkin you tweakin like you need a new plug Ugly cute like a pug, sweep shit under the rug You gon know what I want and you gon know what I love Daughter of the sun since 1991 Im at the fun Because the world is boring where Im not Because of what you do do You doo doo, you do do do do Always tryna write better tales, To make heads or tails of these feather scales, Neff beanie, colored Heather, sales, and If im like you, cuz ive been in jails, Then You're like me, yeah im pale, But I dress and I talk not too unlike you, I'm even wearing a black hoody, bro, Sometimes it's versace tho, Im profiting off of my bravado like Ralph Macchio, And I cannot go slow, Vizier is here for biz, beer, Big ole tits, cheers, and to make a ton of dough

We link up, synch up and spit hot shit And then we, spread out, grow clout and bring back wins And then we form up, roll out, and fists meet chins We can take the world cause they cant take our wind Its hurricane season Buying tickets for flights I'm reimbursed for, You sit alone, never left-earth-poor, I sit athroned in a crown that I didn't search for, It came to me when I landed, Demand I work more- And so I did, recommend I wasn't worth more, Insulting shit, he's penniless, You're just broke, poor, I just spend the money I make, I have been on a tour, Next time im standing on a stage, I will perform, I'm living rich, I got a bitch, and got a- got a- good one, I'm not switching her for whores, I'm feeling good man Hurricane Season We link up, synch up and spit hot shit And then we, spread out, grow clout and bring back wins And then we form up, roll out, and fists meet chins We can take the world cause they cant take our wind Its hurricane season

They say the world’s a vampire, but it’s just a mosquito Slap it off my leg to the snare in the beat roll Snapped at by the neighbors for the volume of J. Cole Bitch maybe move your bed away from the window Five mothafuckas in a two-room, you hit the stoop Smoke up what you got and just start spittin like you in a booth Listening to words like magic spells that keep you pushing through Stirring in the mental soup and taking the flavor of you Every drop of spit I pitch so tasty that they crave the drool Mouth is like Urabe Mikoto its so addicting you go fool Begging for another vocal pegging in your ear’s ass No class, no tools, no mask, no rules No more little minded motherfuckers in my life I don’t give a fuck what you have built or done before tonight Right here, right now is all that I believe in Wherever I am that’s where my world starts and ends I don’t try to give a fuck like everybody pretends I don’t try to speak on shit and have an opinion Just stay vibing with the shit I like and chilling with friends When we do our thing together is when everyone wins I can handle my sins, I can gather them up The the back of my throat, hack em up in a cough Spit it over the stoop, and take another draw We got the tunes and we got the talk On this porch stoop is where im feeling free, Fuck Titans, my homie just be a diety, I'm freeing these tendencies To be a freak recently, Deceased to be, im soon you see, Decipher my cyphers, di-vinci- code, and I explode, you leak out of the lungs you hold, inside your mortal body, cold, Your skin begins to be, And the beast in the darkness pounces, prepared to feast, You struggle least of all to me, I've destroyed children and women and any, size of men with all the venom in my teeth, In my fangs, you know I can, I'm a dangerous thing, immortal monster, smith n Weston necessary for the killing of, But still remain around I will, Troll and appear in and above, Below and over your lowest moments, Laughing at your lapse in happiness and just Lol, shit, That's ghoul, Im a ghoul without a goal, I'm only bold when it comes to grabbing gold, Having hold of my present gifts, eleven fold And in every endeavor scold the really woke and Broken Hippocrates who pass judgement on the try- ers, Fuck fitting in with your skewed-truth seek geek losers, I'd rather spend my life as an outlier, Devout rhymer, Loud liker of things- Producer, Fan, Reducer of lands, When I eat at a buffet they close it down man, I'm as big as i am, No shame about it my man, but you can take that s and e, and then just leave me the ham, (Godddamn))

What are they selling you? I'm telling you- not shit, They want the revenue, It's Not content that'll better you Being pushed down by the heavy crews, Just story time about the weather who, is who and why they still better, too, It's mathematics to the letter, dude Let's all Time it out and drop a bar or two, I'm hardly Tom Hardy, venomous, No comedy no more. Im starving for artists with one foot inside the door, And one foot out, So they still put out, Shit that makes you think when you get put down, You can tie your bootstrap to a bomb, put eryone on lookout, Like I did, Welcome to my cookout, I'm wile'n, Rile'n em up with my quick shit, So simplistic, yet turn the other cheek and you'll miss it. Ive had aboutta enough of this kid shit, I'm viz and like Kid Vishis- im vicious, And Im trying like Ryan to be the number two in the world, First priority is tied between slaughtering y'all- and loving my girl, I hover and twirl like skydancers, Still hard as that teacher with cancer, I'm mad at you reacting ma'am/sirs, And im charging at thee with a lance sir, No horse joust, just me in a Lancer, Mitsubishi, me? I got the answers to rap, I Sway from the front to the back - I got the answers like that- Ask yourself, How many people live on the shelf? How many people love on their hell? Never really worried about doing well, Just bout having fun and feeling swell, Whenever I am feeling frail- I just thank the Lord that im not feeling braille, It's a prank I swear, and it never fails, Blind lead the blind while I go somewhere else Put a full clip in a bitch I don give a fuck Flip the magazine to the page where you see me fuck

"When not Where" If you aint got the energy of Drake Get away then, I on't need a spray tan, You people with your fake skin, Fake thoughts about fake sins, Situations you aint been placed in, Misdeeds that arent mistaken, Youre just vain, viscous, and fake man, So Pathetic, To quote the first song the Gold Witch headed, Made this path, and we alone can dead it, The blood bath coming, But I hope you that forget it, tho I know that most folks hope that they enemies remember,no, Im planning to dismember yo, shock would be more plentiful, If you forgot I'm plotting on the sinister, Plane hopping, squad locked-in, We Hitting canisters, Lane crossing, we not like em, ripping down banisters, Smoking enough of this sponsorship to make Bruce Banner stare, At the wall in a zooted dimension- No planets there, We all fall- it's just a question of when, Not where You neglect my perception You control my direction Intercept my intentions Yes youre louder than me Yes Ill tuck tail and leave Yes Ill be in the streets Just cause we disagree You can see life and death I can see through the seems I know I dont belong I know yall dont like my songs I know yall wont get involved Always done it on my own Thats the only way Ive known Nothing different I was taught Never learned what others want Never learned whats right to flaunt Great at showing off my faults Great at closeting my thoughts Great at hiding my emotions Have to burst open just to show them Feels live heaving out an ocean from my heart Jumpstarting my blood and getting me so worked up I have to jump soon as the argument starts Because the tone you take is tearing me apart You dont know how I feel because you dont know me at all We all fall its just a question of when not where yall

9:45 hear the burst outside Thinking that a firework or do I need to duck and hide? Always hear the world is dark enough without you trying Living life and suddenly it makes you die No time, thats why we get to running Earth is rolling under its a treadmill stunning when you notice You ain’t moved you remain stoic Listlessly and floating I never fear the clap of thunder When the flood pushes me under Imma grow gils Tell me its all scary but I start to love thrills Start to think its boring if nobody gets killed But I only murder my old selves Only those I justifiably know dont deserve to live still I pull the plug and I deny the pill I spill the guts of those i talk to cause my tongue burrows into your skull like a drill I remember last year... The shit the internet let me do man... Putting more miles down than a taxi, Chilling with the homies- riding round in front and back seats, Swapping dee-ems 'bout freedom with John McAfee, Find me on my new twitter but don't @ me, Find me on my new insta but don't snap me, Vizzy was born a bastard no capping, Blitzed before the bar but he throws back drinks, Fits of applause are preferred to slow clapping, Lists of r-rated words on this old napkin, Wits about me, a third of this shit's acting, Robert Downey of verbs and this the black face, Hardly think it's absurd to miss my last name, But, well, let's just say it gives me back pain, Legacy and a new lore coming quick mane, Cranberry on the Mix too, we master the best moods, From western to hip hop from best inn to red roof, I wanna a Smith & Weston and gold shoes, I'm in a gold cape, cuz I paid dues, Got my self esteem up like a whole foods You cant fuck with Vizzy G, No dude

What’s my worst trait? See me on a date dressed like a punk from ‘88 Bumping City Morgue so hard it’s rattling your license plate Asking what’s my worst trait? What’s my worst trait? You said it’s the way you ask these questions that I can’t relate to Now play me something I can skate to Smoke an eighth to, pass around the room and drink a lake to Something I can bump to while I break you in You see me grin, god damn it boy I’ll never win I’m down for gin and and juice tonight Let you bust up in my caboose tonight Pass out late, wake up late and drive Up a mountainside for some peace and quiet What’s my worst trait? Really good at making people hate me And they struggle learning how to place me Guess I’m kinda racy Racing past the lames who want the place I only stopped in passing for a rest Not ready to see the rest If they think they’ll have me at my best after treating me like ass they’ll be crying all alone in the end I don’t have to pretend that I’m something I’m not Your soul can sit and rot but mine will rock! Worst Trait What's my worst trait? Is it the drugs that I take? Is it the standards I break? I'm hated, It's crazy I don't hate it, You're lazy, I'm motivated, Elated to be instated- it's brazy, Vizzy is dizzy from all of this pop Fizzing as soon as I drop, Anything "this is a flop", Listen again, this writ not, Spin the pen, fiddle with pot, Rhyming and scheming a lot, The timing immediate or not- Imma be closer to God, Imma be Close to the top- I'll be tokin' while boasting that I'm like Token and Loc, and 2Pac when im hosting, Just Emceeing and being a mean being- you flee when you see him. And that's my worst trait!