Party people know the name, Vik with a "k"
if its all the same, if it ain't dont bother
told the little monster, "No I ain't yo' father

it's Uncle Viktor, shut the lights I'm gettin' dizzy
and close the door, can you see ya momma busy?"
What a scoundrel!

gassed up the town fool to go rob the crown jewel
he's like a lego megalomaniac
who's into electronic and techno, a real brainiac

smack-dab in the hip hop gold rush
V, rather the old stuff
preferably the Cold Crush

it gets deeper than Deepak Chopra
except he keep a stack and some cheap $$# vodka
knee-cap poppa, only when he miss the chewy center

at least he always hits who he meant ta
remember he got a short fuse and bad temper
and a plan to claim emperor by December

member of the most player-hated race
who made this invaded place and stated with a straight face
if I cut her off I might miss her

and one of these days, right in the kisser
she probably get mad at me, I bet ya
it gets her nowhere like flattery

she said, "Where were you last Saturday?
and don't lie, we got your fingerprints off the battery"
don't make me have to bling you

or see you in the street and doubleteam you with the emu
he told her, "When the ?gem paper tear off?
it'll probably tear her ear off before y'all even square off"

no good good-for-nothin
kill her high for no frill like 'Good Will Huntin'
he feels out a place like bizarro

fiesty chick, comes all out her face like Charro
it's Vaughn, he's back on
and you know he don't care like Jimmy Crackcorn

wax off, wax on
tried to raise taxes on cracks and black !@$^
another year passes

gone are the days when he used to wear glasses
now he wear contacts, unfrozen caveman look over the contracts
these crews is too soft

he came to tear the roof off to get paid to goof off
they don't really wanna battle
all they gon' do is get mad and go tattle

tell 'em a !@$! said it
he ripped up the weak heart, sighed and jetted
you gotta give us three card credit

even though at times he can be hard-headed
yeah, the main thing, creams by all means and harebrained schemes
the lord's performance was flawless

he rocked with a crown and a Bobby Brown cordless
the broad he was with was gorgeous
the only flaw he saw was she cause a ^!$$% more stress

not trying to diss her
but I used to know this sister that could put a whole fist in her
Hell, I made it momma

grammy for the world's most celebrated rhymer
dead the drama, ?scama?, 4 G's of pizzy from Bahama
V, the lead brown man

and never count your chickens before you read SoundScan
what about mom and pops?
they might as well cooperate and wait 'til the bomb drop

get more cabbage, often time he wonder how they get so savage
V, not your average, often time he wonder how they got so savage