Theres a bomb on my watch as I climb to the top yo,
Its time to blow, even the clock knows
Bright lights and smoke fills my nostrils
I’m high as Spock goes, Hip-Hops Picasso
Foot on the pedal,in the city of sin
I’m sweaty and grim, but this is how my story begins
Good friends, good girl gone bad
Bad boy gone good till it all collapsed
You put me on this awkward path
this is why I’m forced to snap
And enemies readily sense when your head is weak
Backstabbers with jealous greed
Apparently wanna see Venum bleed, so fuck it
I’m sick of bad friends and mad sluts
I had you in my hands, now you something I cant touch
We bicker and we banter
Why would you slander Bruce Banner
In the spotlight and the cameras
Are catchin me makin decisions outta anger, damn em
I seen it in my dreams, destiny tied into fate
Lights in my face, they call me fake
But I changed, cause of the weight
On my spine, and in my mind I know its time to escape
Cause no way im ‘gon let you see me break, We off to Vegas, Hey!
*Chorus *
If I die tonight, I gotta tell you how I feel
Nothin is real, trapped in my own head
Soul’s dead, Im zonin, don’t know where I’m goin
Im trapped in the moment
Sincerely Yours, hey hey (letters from Vegas uh-uh)
Sincerely Yours, hey hey (letters from Vegas uh-uh)
Sincerely Yours, hey hey (letters from Vegas uh-uh)
Sincerely Yours, V. Scripts…. (letters from Vegas uh-uh)
In Vegas, drivin down the strip and ummm
This is what I’m thinkin of
I would rather pick a slut, then play this game of sickened lust
I would rather sink a slug, inside my heart than think of love
This is what the liquor does, this nigga’s drunk
Spillin off my chin and tongue, he doin shit he never does
Ecstasy got me feelin numb, pleasure’s just a sinners drug
My soul’s lost in limbo, havin dreams of swimming up in women blood
Adrenaline is heavens drug, so get back up your never done
Bright lights and smoke fill my nostrils
Im high as Spock goes, Hip-Hops Picasso
I spoke to God, I’m no apostle
He gave me this path to follow
Foot up on the pedal, in the city of sin
Im ready to win, and this is how my story begins
Good weed, good guy gone bad
The asshole is back in the lab, aren’t you glad?
The road was unpaved, I made my own path, you know that
So I don’t let no one close to me
I smoke the tree’s to let a nigga focus please
Relapse to the man I’m supposed to be
Sincerely yours, V
