Rear Naked Choke Lyrics - Snowgoons

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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