Dynasty
Vic Mensa"Dynasty" is a song by Vic Mensa, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:51 long and contains 72 lines and 633 words.
Lyrics
0:05There's alot goin' on but this the dynasty
0:11The crazy man's keepin' me up I'm not sleepin'
0:15My fit too fresh to be doin' the housekeepin'
0:18The maids cost too much started cleanin' my own closet
0:21Livin' childhood fantasies dealin' with grown problems
0:24Got a brand new bae she keep me good like the music
0:27If the roc is here throw up your diamonds and hood cubics
0:30No I'd said it's time to take these goofy niggas out rap
0:33Drop bombs over baghdad on these soundcloud outcasts
0:36I stray away to say the way my days would be without rap
0:39My mind drifts to back before the chi was labelled chiraq
0:42Then chief keef dropped in 2012 now it's a drill
0:44I was waitin' in the wing like a bird on a windowsill
0:48Now I'm the fresh prince I think I know how my uncle feel
0:50He sent this d**e sh*t to my veins like fiends on any deal
0:53After we build on existing structures shift the culture
0:57Like george bush searchin' for weapons of mass destruction
0:59Think I'm 'bout to blow but this ain't the middle east
1:03This the midwest and we the royal family like della reese
1:06Savemoney the new dynasty like death row in '93
1:09The same year my mother's water broke on 57 th st
1:12Mama mensah knew she raised a very special man
1:14Young muhammad in the ring with the power in my hands
1:18To defy the federation like ali in vietnam
1:21The roc is still alive throw your diamonds up again
1:46Yeah I carry the roc like a runnin' back hundred miles and runnin' back
1:51Hov the president he flyin' private in obama's jet
1:54Vic the young hitta I want it with any ni**a
1:56My problems' deeper than rap ain't a problem to bury niggas
2:00Cemetery diggers will be ready for your favorite rapper
2:02Catch him stompin' in my yard I step up like a beta kappa
2:05I am nothin' like these actors they're only on camera
2:09I hit 'em in the head like holly holm hit ronda
2:12And my home is rwanda blood diamonds and minors
2:15High school students with guns hidin' in their binder
2:18Gotta wear a clear bookbag and wear a hood pass
2:21Hit you from the blindside that's a no look pass
2:24Rookie season steve nash they are just my sons
2:27Catchin' alley oops catch 'em in the alley oops
2:30I heard a certain who's who mad that I like the danger
2:33Get your priorities straight like hermione granger
2:36Sixteen in the magazine and one in the chamber
2:39Sneak it in the club that's a club banger
2:41This is not a diss song this a disclaimer
2:45Sorry that your management can't manage my anger
2:48Violence is not the answer but lord they done brought it to me
2:51You gon' see a side of me the south side taught it to me
2:54They gon' think I'm akeem when I pull up and pull
2:57A semi uzi auto fully out the robert geller hoodie
3:00Yeah pelle pelle bloody motown berry gordy
3:03With the shits levatory tell a nurse purgatory
3:06Minimums is mandatory crack sentencin'
3:08Bad parentin' put his dad on maury just another classic story
3:12I know there's no master for me I don't even buy chains
3:15I don't rock diamonds I just need the roc chain
3:18I don't get high no more I go high octane
3:21They should call the rap game my name this is my game vic
3:25To the police
3:26To the police
3:27You can not you can not
3:29You can not you can not
3:32You can not you can not
3:34You will not you will not
3:36Kill me kill me
3:38If you want justice make some noise
3:4216 shots
3:4316 shots
3:4416 shots
3:4616 shots
3:4816 shots
3:4916 shots
3:5116 shots
There's alot goin' on but this the dynasty The crazy man's keepin' me up I'm not sleepin' My fit too fresh to be doin' the housekeepin' The maids cost too much started cleanin' my own closet Livin' childhood fantasies dealin' with grown problems Got a brand new bae she keep me good like the music If the roc is here throw up your diamonds and hood cubics No I'd said it's time to take these goofy niggas out rap Drop bombs over baghdad on these soundcloud outcasts I stray away to say the way my days would be without rap My mind drifts to back before the chi was labelled chiraq Then chief keef dropped in 2012 now it's a drill I was waitin' in the wing like a bird on a windowsill Now I'm the fresh prince I think I know how my uncle feel He sent this d**e sh*t to my veins like fiends on any deal After we build on existing structures shift the culture Like george bush searchin' for weapons of mass destruction Think I'm 'bout to blow but this ain't the middle east This the midwest and we the royal family like della reese Savemoney the new dynasty like death row in '93 The same year my mother's water broke on 57 th st Mama mensah knew she raised a very special man Young muhammad in the ring with the power in my hands To defy the federation like ali in vietnam The roc is still alive throw your diamonds up again Yeah I carry the roc like a runnin' back hundred miles and runnin' back Hov the president he flyin' private in obama's jet Vic the young hitta I want it with any ni**a My problems' deeper than rap ain't a problem to bury niggas Cemetery diggers will be ready for your favorite rapper Catch him stompin' in my yard I step up like a beta kappa I am nothin' like these actors they're only on camera I hit 'em in the head like holly holm hit ronda And my home is rwanda blood diamonds and minors High school students with guns hidin' in their binder Gotta wear a clear bookbag and wear a hood pass Hit you from the blindside that's a no look pass Rookie season steve nash they are just my sons Catchin' alley oops catch 'em in the alley oops I heard a certain who's who mad that I like the danger Get your priorities straight like hermione granger Sixteen in the magazine and one in the chamber Sneak it in the club that's a club banger This is not a diss song this a disclaimer Sorry that your management can't manage my anger Violence is not the answer but lord they done brought it to me You gon' see a side of me the south side taught it to me They gon' think I'm akeem when I pull up and pull A semi uzi auto fully out the robert geller hoodie Yeah pelle pelle bloody motown berry gordy With the shits levatory tell a nurse purgatory Minimums is mandatory crack sentencin' Bad parentin' put his dad on maury just another classic story I know there's no master for me I don't even buy chains I don't rock diamonds I just need the roc chain I don't get high no more I go high octane They should call the rap game my name this is my game vic To the police To the police You can not you can not You can not you can not You can not you can not You will not you will not Kill me kill me If you want justice make some noise 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots 16 shots
Translation
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