• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Her Favorite Song (ft. Raja) - XV
• Willy Wonkavator (blow Up Freestyle) - XV
• Wichita - XV
• When We're Done - XV
• What's Eating Gilbert Grape - XV
• We Zonin' - XV
• Watch Me Go - XV
• Warmup Freestyle - XV
• Vizzy Zone - XV
• Vizzy Vizzy Vizzy - XV
• Used To - XV
• Uptown Freestyle - XV
• Undeniable - XV
• U.f.c - XV
• U Got It - XV
• Tv Love Affair - XV
• Tunnel Vision - XV
• Top Of The World - XV
• SmallVille - XV
• Top Of The Roof - XV
• The Rabbit Hole - XV
• The Most - XV
• The Last Hero - XV
• The Kick - XV
• The Flying V - XV
• The Dark Horse (dark Fantasy Freestyle) - XV
• The 27 Club - XV
• That's Just Me - XV
• Textbook Stuff - XV
• Talk My Shit - XV
• Swervin' - XV
• Start A War - XV
• Silver Surfer - XV
• She Go I Go - XV
• Pictures on My Wall - XV
• Phobia - XV
• Passport - XV
• One Of One - XV
• Occupy Music - XV
• Now Look - XV
• Now Let's Go In - XV
• Nevermind - XV
• More Millions - XV
• Mirror's Edge - XV
• Lift The Game - XV
• Life Vs. Livin' - XV
• Jedi Nigh - XV
• Hoop Dreams - XV
• Higher - XV
• H.a.m. (heroes Amongst Men) - XV

in my dreams, you're here with me somehow
i'm in love with someone out of town
[verse 1: xv]
it's like you're everywhere i'm not at
so you disrobin' all your clothing while you open up your skype chat
and i was shooting for your heart when we had aim
but i quit talking cause my target was the rap game
i always said my first love gets my last name
but i know this long road drives you insane
but just know: i will never go from tinman to scarecrow
trading in my heart just to get brain
and you're a hell of a drug, i'm on my rick james
turn you to my super freak when i spit game
but you still feel alone
cause you want to put your head on my chest, not your ear to the phone
lay down, put me in your ear
describe your mood and the things you wear
got my thinking damn, girl, i need you here
she said, “i'm about to come”, and i said, “see you... there”
and she goes...
[hook: raja]
she sings her favorite song
she sings it all alone
they see it in her eyes
she does it every night
cause she plays my song 'til her heart beats like drums for me
[verse 2: xv]
let my heart be a state, my soul be a city
and we're on the same block cause your time's on vizzy
and i know them other girls seem pretty
but when you do it big, there are just so... many
so i would never do it just to lose it
do my eyes seem foolish? if i try, say you want it
put a nine with a bullet, to my mind and just pull it
cause i'd have to be blind on my side, sandra bullock
my phone jail broken, that's a cell with no bars
and i don't even know where i are
trying to get some cut, you want to get lit
so i'm talking shit like a barber at a bar
niggas ask, “where your man? “, you say, “very far”
they ask for direction, you point to the stars
so much space in between the space bar
fuck it, tell them, “clear the way, i'm about to take off”
and she goes...
[hook]
[bridge: xv]
put on your itunes and sing for me
spray my cologne and put on my t for me
when i'm gone, i know you dream of me
(her heart beats like drums for me)
put on your itunes and sing for me
spray my cologne and put on my t for me
put your titties up on the screen for me
when i'm gone, i know you dream of me

[xV:]
Look at the beats that I done buried
Tell me I can't bless this like five Hail Mary's
Dead is so grateful that I'm a have to tell Jerry
Clearly, I'm still going unaware of the unwary
Yeah, haters stay imaginary as five fairies in the library
Eating on snozzberries, say, I rarely got the city on my back
You Lisa Simpson niggas need to get off my saxs
I rep that deuce one. Blackjack
Riding and I'm lifting up my hood like a hatchback
Whipping in my hot wheel, ain't riding on no snap track
I'm after Slum Dog Millions, you after Kat Stacks
Better wear a condom and a hazmat
Bitches waste my time I wouldn't give 'em in a flashback
Rappers fill they flash drives with whack tracks
Couldn't break a record with a glass plaque
Motherfucker, that's that, I bag hunnies like MCM nigga
Championship ballin like Wimbledon nigga
The dudes that talk big, I never envy them niggas
They been lying since forever like MGM nigga
It's hard to quit the bull, they be on some Jordan shit
'Cause when you really do it, you don't choose it, you were born in it
So I do it for my FAM and you, Florida shit
And I'm a kill a nigga on some Dexter Morgan shit
I promise mama that college just wasn't for the kid
'Cause I'm after the trophies you don't box up in storages
Nobody ever sing my praises
Amazing now I'm hopping up on stages where they all singing my choruses
Said fuck a job, now all I do is fucking work
Like a naughty secretary or a slutty nurse
Got the last laugh on people who acted funny first
Hungry like the homeless but I never spit a bummy verse
Signed with Warner, now I got that Bugs Bunny smirk
What up Doc? Seven's Spock and I'm a younger Kirk
Stay with hard lines like a Modern Warfare perk
And always throwing up my city until my tummy hurt
Dynamite life, let's have a blast all over these bars, put it on my tab
Gunning for the roses and I'm strumming like Slash
I don't toot my own horn, I brought the whole brass
Put my bars on the graph, everything's proportion
'Cause I never spit no trash, these are worth a fortune
'Cause niggas throw me ass cap, they need Aflac
Conceited about my good tracks, I always get a bad rap
I plot my winds just like it to wear a gas mask
And my gear is high end like giraffe ass
I'm after that dollar, almost four quarters
And Warner's about to put me in the last half
Now watch they stock just go up
Your album dropping soon, tell em hold up
Vizzy lifting drinks, tell em pour up

[Verse 1: XV]
Small town, big dreams
And a young boy, the age of fifteen
Had a premonition that his city would get seen
Now I'm winning, get Sheen in the city, uh
The home of a hero
Heroin stay back, this is dope on a needle
Do it for the people, with an anchorman ego
Sex panther cologne in a speedo
Coming live from
Everyday I have to
It's kamikaze blowing up cities you can't come back to
Through all of their don'ts I paid mad dues
I just want the world to feel me like a masseuse
Take em to Kansas,
I ran shit, no ringtones, no dances
Just real music coming out, the fucking answers
Painted ya'll a picture on this Just Blaze canvas
[Hook:]
Small town, big dreams
And a young boy the age of fifteen
Had a premonition that his city would get seen
Big dreams, big dreams, and
Big dreams
Small town, big dreams
And a young boy, the age of fifteen
Had a premenition that his city would get seen
Big dreams, big dreams, and
[Verse 2:]
I'm in the crib dropping shit, no baby diaper
Posted on twitter, showed them niggas that they ain't nicer
Given for free, but when I sell it better pay the piper
You want bars, well this page is Rikers
Thank ya'll the
My home is, I roll with
The coldest, so know this
I won't stop, so know this
I go in, show out
Then you, close in
The dub is gon blow out
Tell me who is gonna hit up
I'm cool not being you
Whether you ran to my music, or just walk through my tombs
Hope you feel it in your sole, like a rock in your shoe
Middle finger to the motherfuckers who thought I should move, away from
As I instruct this, get the memo
Kill instrumentals, as I'm instructed
Time to tell them about the kid from Kansa niggas can't fuck with
And I'm a show the world what the dub is, in the city of
[Hook:]
Small town, big dreams
And a young boy the age of fifteen
Had a premonition that his city would get seen
Big dreams, big dreams, and
Big dreams
Big dreams
And a young boy at the age of fifteen
Had a premonition that his city would get seen
Big dreams, big dreams, and
[Bridge:]
In the city, in the city, in the city of Wichita
In the city, in the city of, in the city of (Wichita)
In the city, in the city, in the city of Wichita
In the city, in the city of, in the city of
(Wichita)
[Just Blaze:]
Oh yeah, it ain't over motherfuckers
[Bridge:]
In the city of, in the city of, in the city of Wichita
In the city of, in the city of, in the city of
In the city of, in the city of, in the city of Wichita
In the city of, in the city of, in the city of
[Verse 3:]
Where I grew up, yeah where I grew up
Read rhymes that blew up, at bedtime they shoot up
Robble blocks, the one that wanna deuce up
Met Sev, we hooped up
That's where I first got stoned, looking for Medusa
And, music was my calling
Where I tried get to get rich bitch, Donnell Rawlings
I'm a heist, how it started, northeast brawling
Southeast walking in a town, needs small in
Due from
When I was at school, with that green backpack on my back fool
That's who, had a dream that my city would be seen
Passed the cliche, wizard of oz movie scenes
They don't know yo
Ain't from KC, but next to it like JoJo
And if you wanna see all kind liz, well here's some photos
No yellow brick road though
Just hit the concrete, made cotton and I'm home bro

[Hook:]
Not everybody lives, but everybody dies
So while a nigga here, I'm shooting for the sky
Landing on the moon, walking on the sun
Taking over the game, give it back when we done
Not everybody lives, but everybody dies
So while a nigga here, I'm shooting for the sky
Landing on the moon, walking on the sun
Taking over the game, give it back when we done, I'll give it back when we done
[Verse 1: XV]
Uh! 10 Thousand hands in the air, have you ever seen
Work 9 to 5 or 5 to 9, do you ever dream?
They in the red, but my sock is green
Proud like I've reached the clouds, fall of a beam
Dreams all lucid, films on Lucas, sound on surround and the crowd on stupid
Who that chick Dion, that's Dion on clueless
You suck around the money, sittin' in a?
Feel the dreams, They said I'm too corny
Funny I got they ears all on me
Fears all gone and my peers all wrong
So keep your 2 cents and every phrase y'all coin me
That's just common sense, all the hate I honored it
I don't leap, I Quantum it
I don't answer it, I problem it
I just drop shit, while they ask what a colonic is
Pinky you know what I'm pondering?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: XV]
They said I smiled too much to be a-hole, and these girls is too much for me to take home
Bad as Beyonce, could be a fiance, But she way too horny to have a halo
And these niggas ain't on me like I'm a J.Cole
More work for me, just more persons to see
That one day that kid out of Kansas could be a Jay Hov
Cut em I'm slack the same cats that knock the rap
I'm overly optimistic, maybe a dreamchaser
After some things that I've see on screensaver
Turn a lion's den into a king's lair
No wonder they say "Vizzy where you've been player"
Where the wild things are, where the kids wear crowns
When we don't eat supper, we just tear that bitch down
Said we was crowned, but we far from the ground
Crossed all our T's dotted I's
[Hook]
Hands in the air we reaching for something, believing in nothing
But fuck it man, we want everything
Uh-huh, we want everything
Uh-huh, we want everything
Hands in the air we reaching for something, believing in nothing
But fuck it man, we want everything
Uh-huh, we want everything
Uh-huh, we want everything

I swore that I'd stop
Tryin to figure out what's wrong with hip-hop
After Soulja Boy dropped
And everybody thought there was a diss to Mims
Oh well, cause what the hell happened to him
I worked years on a record
And rappers all-of-a-sudden started comin droppin songs they come up with in a second
The radio plays it til the public done had enough of it and needs somethin even dumber to replace it
The quota hip-hop emcees are just as sad
Metros' dressings retro it's just a fad
Kanye might not be gay but y'all dressed like fags
Tryin to be him and express, but man poppin some tags
I hate the fact that I sound just as mad
As an abusive dad who's kids bedroom is trashed
And I admit for a sec I was on the fence
Cause that padded room got hot so I had to vent
I miss the days where a rapper had to have some cents
Before they even saw a dolla, imagine it
I don't mean rappers that rap about laba-rynths
And apart tires, and all kinds of bad-ass shit
What happened to freestylin in the park til it's dark
Paintin pictures from finish to start like it's an art
Now all I see on 106th and park is dumb dances and rappers that'd I'd rather hear bark
That's all I hear when these mufuckas rhyme and can't believe y'all got this mufucka signed
Here we go everyone's a rapper like hand me flows
When you know you wanna get a spin on the merry-go
I don't care if you were 12 years old and priest saw your rear-view even he wouldn't feel you
People tell me fuck it X, you can get a deal too
Just make one of them songs to make em all hear you
Then drop an album showcasing the real you
And that's what all these new young rappers that get deals do
Niggas don't even spit that raw anymore
They don't know a break from a kit-kat bar
They don't know the difference between a classic and a hoopty
And half they lives is outta a Martin Scorsese movie
And fans shake they head in agreement with what I said
When they ringtone is prolly snap ya finga, shake ya leg
We gotta put an end to the bullshit, indebted
I said it
And every single word, yep, I meant it
Does it take a T-Pain feature for y'all to get it
Download my mp3 and not a snippet
Make all my concerts free to get a ticket
And you can quote me on all of these lyrics
And now you hear it
So what's eating Gilbert Grape?
The fact that I'm filled with hate that makes a nigga feel this way
Or maybe cause I gotta deal with hate, from niggas I don't know, I could get killed today
See I went against the wind and I'm into they own alley
So that's kinda tough when you in this state
So while everybody was trappin, and bustin they macs
I was opening the window, like William Gates
My album Complex did amazin things for my city
Alienated me from all the cats that ain't worked with me
I charge four-sixteen and niggas like who is he
But hustlers know time is money, and I gets busy
So when niggas try to diss me I just laugh it out
Cause I don't think they even know what they mad about
Like local cats become rappers and of course they wanna battle
So I'm the default nigga they rap about
Oh my, I got bigger things to do
So I don't got time to sit and hate on yo mans
No lie, my money tight like a Jew
So why would I concentrate on yo camp
I came from the bottom to the top with a hand
Without Craig and the Power 93 band
Told em mamma's gone and they said I'd never be one
Payback's a bitch though I just want a refund
You were from the stars while bars just wanna see one, and need one
And have a baby mob on the key one
Sometimes I ask myself, what's the reasons?
That I wanna be part of this game and what it's become
And that's the question that I dance around to
And maybe on my album I'll have an answer for you
But til then I'mas keep dancing and snappin, smilin and rappin

[Intro: XV]
You know what it is Vizzy Zone,
Heres what I need you to do
[Chorus:]
Go close your eyes put your hands in the sky
And if anybody ask why
Tell em we zonin', zonin', zonin'
Nigga we zonin'. zonin', zonin'
Yes sir why you got your hand by your side
Teacher try to say we couldn't fly
Tell em we zonin', zonin', zonin'
Ready we zonin'. zonin', zonin'
[Verse 1: XV]
Came in the game like an arcade change machine
So you know it's gonna make sense (cents)
Rock tee's like shiva
Leave 8 prints
Walk out the booth petrol see 8 prints
I'm a beast uncaged, leave me untamed
Then you rapping about gun gangs is getting mundane
Get out your one lane and hit the runway
So empower nigga soaking up the suns way
Ay, got a pretty young thing
Who wanna get drunk and do a couple dumb things
Baby girl wet walking out of club rain
And if your girl wanna come I ain't gonna complain
Let's zone, metal[? ] we taking the jets home
Tell your man baby I'm going with X home
Ice cold now let's roll like an ice roll
Let's go...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: XV]
Quit weaving success we are on a fast track
Hope you niggas took your last nap
Came with a flow so I'll they took up the [? ]
'fore I got up in your ear like I'm on the [? ] tracks
Abs, any x yeah, child it will do, quiet as baby steps
Still stay strapped like a [? ] ladies dress
Cause I came from the hood and all tht crazyiness
Birds wanna chill tell go and make a nest
I'm still going right, ahters can make a left
And I be getting stares like a nigga making steps
Making instrumental tapes instead of me taking tests
Never the laziest I just play the bat like a cornrow
Up in niggas comments til the store close
With a broad rose [? ]
Give that boy a hand, call him [? ]
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: XV]
Back when I used to have to read rainbows
And niggas still used to rock Master P tank though
Then I came in the game that had to saved
The X in the box master chief Halo
I just know I deserve the dream
As much as the queen deserve a king
As much a nigga doing dirt
Cause of a ring around the collar
And the nigga that's snitching deserves a sling
I mean from the deuce one zone like a two three
Home is a new sleeve
And I come through the air like a phone booth and blue teeth
Dropping feelings from my fingers like a new ring
Let's zone, we are so ready
Even the ones that went slow like Eddie
Buckle up for the ride put your hands in the sky
Cross all your tees and just close your eyes

The say "vizzy, we just want to see you go in"
"just go in"
Well
Now watch me go
I will, thank you
[Xv - verse 1]
On ya mark, get ready, set
Always right I never left
Exhales, exiting hill, thank god for every breathe
Shaking the devil wearing a cherry dress
Staying sincere as nas on his belly shit
Yes, now watch me go
Can we get higher, probably, it's not a thing
Nigga's still talking 'bout dollars, obama just wanted change
Decided you want that fire that go straight to your vein
Or do you want that waka flocka flame?
(Now watch me go)
No one dissin', I'm fine with co-existing
My lines is so intensive, my grind's like toting pistons
From outta these bars, I shine like sonny liston
Now are you listening, good
(Then watch me go)
I'm so un-christian, but niggas at home is dissin'
Feeling drunk off of power, I'm bringing back prohibition
Niggas is loading pistols, to bring it to where I'm living
I promised y'all I would win it
(Now watch me go)
Showing it off, knowing I'm raw, oh my voice throwin' you off?
Well how about I shout it from the same cliff I'm throwin you off?
Ahh, you on my balls, you should hold em, I'll cough
(Now watch me go)
Still a d list, but at least on v list
Of emcee's you cannot compete with got a buzz
Now all a sudden, these honey's that I could never be with
All hopping on xv dick
(Now watch me go)
You get shelved while movers is moving dressers
To my new house, where my old one? psshhh, I gave them my successor
And them girls wanna come through so I'm deciding who's better
Cause they hard to deal with like playing cards glued together
(Watch me go)
With the flow and it's always getting better
Call me guinness book murderer, I'm killing every record
Ya'll got half-assed class
You just semesters, bring your hoe, they chasing birds
Call yo ass sylvester
(Watch me go)
The elephant in the room gave me thick skin
Horton hearda who and the labels just pitched in
Who woulda thought that the way that I clinch pins
Would have me fallin in love with the green with a grinch grin
(Now watch me go)
'O11 dropping blow up records
Tour bussin' with? smoking with?
Had so many l's thought we was going 'o11
Now I gotta do a show in a second
(Hold up, now watch me go)
Reaching the final level, my body glow
First it was my hands, then it was my soul
A lot of people loved it, but those that don't know how a kansas boy flow
(Oh, watch me go)
Yeh, yeh, watch me go

Heard they been waitin'
So this here is pre-game
Jogging suit is still on
Sub-con t-mane
I swore I get the girls and
They thought that I was deranged
Now I'm like the King
Run through Queens like the E-train
First she makes the "Oh" face
Then she give me pea brain
Her man was comin' home late
Then she heard his keys rang
All my fans is funny, they be hungry
Like some fiends mane
I treat em like
They blind to my rhymes
Cause they need cane
My buzz like Mr. Bean's
Watch, Digital, but all my fans
Is literal and all of them is central
Watchin' visuals of
Vizzy go spit all these syllables, fightin
Sentinels while yo bitches eyein' my genitals
Wooow the only ten I see is Bo Derrick
So I rose from the Bull, no Derrick, I can go
E-very quarter I don't promise, I swear it
And ya'll niggas still need subs like Jared
Owwww and now I'm thinkin that I'm on one
Finish what I started for that reasons why I don't run
My pride is a virgin, I won't give that bitch to no one
Ask anybody I been doin this since '01, holdin down my
Team and I lead em like I'm Sho-gun
All my niggas eatin passin plates like a home-run
Vizzy on yo ass now that is what you don't want
Got it in my jeans, so you know this thing is sewn up
Pullin up stuntin, grow up
I'm in the whip makin cop patrol much, donuts
So what, on time fuck XXL I wanna be on TIME
Ain't no RapRadar but my UAV is online
Get head and tell oh well, I flip a coin fine
Vizzy's on, what is he on? I call this cloud 9
Uh child's play this is easy shit
Fix ya girl's mouth and then you cuff her on some
Weezy shit
Beef, and I don't work shit out cause that
Don't keep me fit and I don't pull my heart out
Cause that don't keep me rich... get it?
Over ya head look up and see the shit
I stopped worryin about whose next and started
Bein it, the informant for rap nerds who rap words
Ever since my criss-cross colored pants with
Black words, I did it for the Glory like Denzel at
First, then I turned to Benjamin Button, such a
Inglorious Bastard, I'm heard of, from China to Europe
Every summer, I turn up, like turnips, my glory, my honor
My courage, niggas wanna ride but they ain't
Bring they stirrups, I put this thing in gear
Now they primal fear it, I'm so near it they can
Smell it *sniff* teenage spirit
They tryin to cut me hair, but this ain't "Mommie Dearest"
They tellin' me don't do it, I tell em I can't hear it
Most ya'll average I'm lucky to be the weirdest
And this is just a sample and ya'll don't need a clearance

[XV:]
3.30 in the mornin'
Wait is it 3.30 or 4.30?
Different timezones you know
Hahah, yeah
Vizzy, Zone
It's been a minute
But you know we finally made it
So I welcome y'all to the zone
[Verse 1: XV]
Headphones blearing loud
I'm in my zone right now
Got a city on my back that I toll with brown
Every city that Vizzy got to go around
And ohh how I hate it cause this scenes
Just make me jaded niggas hatin' I can taste it
Like Mmm that's my favorite give me 2 of those
I been out here doin' shows
I remember when I couldn't even fill the first two rows
I thought I was bout to blow
Guess I didn't go to bed
City of the Lost Boys
They be acting so pretend
Niggas throw their Deuces "Christ"
Cause they gon be my Foe again
I'm behind that super ten
And somehow they know it's him
How can someone so unsocial be so social
I'm way to out-of-here to be so local
Mom tries tellin' me keep your Praise on
And you'll get love at the end like my first name was Face-On
I don't wanna grow old writing rhymes in Crayon
I'm so gone I'm looking for my house on my way home
[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
In my mind it sounds like Ooo oo ooo
When I guard it feels like Ooo oo oooo
And when I'm Zone I'm feelin alright, feelin alright, feelin alright
And when I Zone I'm feelin alright, feelin alright, forget about it all
[Verse 2: XV]
Yeah
You plan to win when till the score changes
Runnin round ta figure out how to get out your maze
Sometimes I board planes with no destination
You should try an play it we call it Board/Bored games
And when you this fly you don't think what to fall on
So I roam with no minutes where do I even call home
No wonder I left this crazy planet ya'll long
Life's like amusement parks and misses my themes songs
Don't forget about Me, Miley, Wayne, Wall
I do this for Kansas so yo know I'm a brain ya'll
Don't get scared when you see those Red Trees talk and Toys walk
That just means that we are
[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
In my mind it sounds like Ooo oo ooo
When I guard it feels like Ooo oo oooo
And when I'm Zone I'm feelin alright, feelin alright, feelin alright
And when I Zone I'm feelin alright, feelin alright, forget about it all

[Intro: XV]
Cooler than ya average
Bear with me
You know I got to the studio and I asked the beat if I was dope
You know what it said to me? (What it say?)
Hahaha, yeah! Uh huh
So, I heard you don't know my name
[Verse 1: XV]
My name is Vizzy Vizzy Vizzy Vizzy, X to the V
And I am really really really really feelin' my steeze
What's the dilly silly willy? Is you up on these things?
Cause I'm told I can't fold like the cuff on my jeans
They told me never ever ever give up on your dream
I tell 'em never ever ever will I do such a thing
I have high expectations, so the sky's where I'm facin'
Even broads that I'm datin', gotta succeed
You see I kinda kinda kinda never fit in the scene
The crowds I [?] won't let me in, so I'm out of they ring
Not the hipsters, not the gangsters
Not the skaters, not the ballas
I'm an agoraphobic gamer, myspace a [?]
But I'm comin' comin' comin' comin', out for the night
And I'm up to somethin' somethin' somethin' somethin' flyer than rights...
Brothers, colors as bright
Is that who I think it is?
Tell the kids that they right
[Hook: XV]
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
They gonna, know my name
They gonna, know my name
What is it?
Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Just call me. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Just call me. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Just call me. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
[Verse 2: XV]
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check me out
Put on my record, record, record, every time I'm out
Everybody shout, if you know who I be
My name. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Okay, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen here
I been gettin', gettin', gettin', gettin' this all year
Is it X five or 15? Check my description
I was gettin' creamy, like my krispy
Lil mama, mama, mama, come get with me
Cause I'm a, I'm a, I'm a star make a wish when you see
And I'm the kid with the green
Backpack on my back, haters keep callin' scenes
I'm tryna say it's a wrap
Now am I showin', showin', showin', showin', showin' off?
Cause I'm fly like goin', goin', goin', goin'... gone
I'm just predicting the future
When all these hoes start saying, oh what a super
[Hook: XV]
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
They gonna, know my name
They gonna, know my name
What is it?
Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Just call me. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Just call me. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Just call me. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
[Verse 3: XV]
My name's Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
I'm like the Jigga, Pac and Biggie of the city I keep
Who would think that the nerd at school
Would be a trendsetter and make a bunch of words sound cool
Absurd yet true, that you're that fool
That couldn't get a kick out of a circus mule
I don't need now hammer to make me hurt this tool
And I ain't Bruce Banner but I make green look cool
Read your manual, it's all automatic
I step up in the spot and drop like roger rabbit
It gets lonely at the top, I guess I'm an attic
Get it? I'm an attic in this haunted house of rappers
Down the hole with the rabbit like Alice
I wonder if the land where I land's got a palace
Cause I wasn't playin' when I was sayin' I'm the king of the city
And my name is XV, but you can call me Vizzy
[Hook: XV]
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
Cause when I step up in the spot, they gon' know my name
They gonna, know my name
They gonna, know my name
What is it?
Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Just call me. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V
Just call me. Vizzy vizzy vizzy vizzy, X to the V

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
So you got a man? (Got a man, got a man)
I ain't mad, I'm not (I ain't mad at ya baby)
I just miss the way (Miss the way, miss the way)
That we used to rock (Used to rock, used to rock used to rock)
[Verse 1: XV]
This is my chance, no one gotta know.
Phone in my hand where your number's bout to go.
I said "You got a man? " you replied "yes and no"
My name is X to the V, but in your phone I'm X and O, ho.
Your man checkin' your calls 'n all your history
We watchin' Scooby Doo while he's tryna uncover mysteries.
I asked you if you missed me, and you replied "duhh"
You asked about my girl, and I replied "uhhhhhhh"
You forgot about the charm like a gold rope.
Cleverly get you wetter than ever, row boat.
We both is gigglin', old jokes.
You claim you happy, but I'm just like "get at me when he go broke"
I know what it is, I know you got kids with him,
And if he go to jail for tryna kill me you'll visit him.
I'm like that devil on your shoulder "don't listen to him"
We'll play some Mortal Combat when you finished with him.
[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
So you got a man? (Got a man, got a man)
I ain't mad, I'm not (I ain't mad at ya baby)
I just miss the way (Miss the way, miss the way)
That we used to rock (Used to rock, used to rock used to rock)
[Verse 2: XV]
I know he put you in that whip, call him master.
I know you ain't tryna leave with me after
I know you gotta play yo role
And just how that sayin' goes
But if we roll
You'll see greener pastures
And that's without takin the scenic route.
Ain't sendin' you home so I ain't seein' you out.
And when he ain't lookin', I'm gonna steal the plate
And slide across home, until you say "SAFE! "
You said we should chill, just focus on your deal
And now I got a mill (meal) baby you should say grace (haha)
Or you should say "bye' to his face,
Remember when you ran away to hide at my place?
Well we should reenact it
You tryna marry me, but, he just see it backwards
And you remember we had a thing since the swings, can you still do a backflip?
Well lemme ask this... haha
[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
So you got a man? (Got a man, got a man)
I ain't mad, I'm not (I ain't mad at ya baby)
I just miss the way (Miss the way, miss the way)

[Intro:]
Yeah, October's very own, what up?
Just got outta bed, wanna make sure I still got
You know? Hahaha look
[xV:]
These niggas got it backwards, they should call me VX
Don't match me with no rapper unless it's who I V.S
Ask if I am cold and please do not B.S
Even if you know the answer's gonna be yes
I am what you get when you mix Reptar with a T-Rex
A true fucking hybrid and I don't mean no Prius
Hop out that Lexus GX to my girl crib out in TX
I'm creative in that sweep like Photoshop CS
I feel like wilding out on the DJ like D-Wrek
Act like I don't be making these hits like it's a reflex
They can look at you, just remember that V's next
The Fly Boy Club is like the '09 DX, P.S, somebody re-tweet Flex
And tell him that the kid with the green backpack
And JFK is the dopest rapper he met
From Wichita, Kansas where haters creep at
And Vibe's top 50 blogs is where I get my feet stacked
2dopeboyz is my fridge and nah right is my freezer
Her fetch is my dessert, I'm just trying to tease her
Your girl come to my show, you better leave her
They'll be talking about her on the web worse than Amanda Diva
In the game, a chamber trouble, make up like I'm Weezer
Out for R-E-S-P-E-C-T in Franklin's like Aretha
I'm grinding till '09 end and I'm not taking a breather
Got a concept in the beat, I will lace you with that feature
And niggas think success is getting deals, well oh well
Throw them deuces and have fun up on your shelf
Then I bail, Quasimodo over that lease, I'm ringing bells
I won't fail to stay off that milk carton and XXL
Niggas' egos haunt my mixtape but I try not to blame 'em
And everybody's nobody so I'll try not to name 'em
The picture's in my head and now it's time to paint 'em
You named your top ten freshmen, now I'm about change 'em
[Hook:]
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay
You can run and tell your friends that I'm on
I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay
You can run and tell my city I'm on
I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on

[Verse 1: XV]
I'm just asking for cats with passion and is there any left?
Action and cameras flashing, I ain't getting any rest
When I'm unrecognizable, I'm still undeniable
They just feel my presence and say that's that nigga X
Yes and please do not confuse it
I got A.D.D so I'm the meaning of a movement
Niggas try to improvise while I try to improve it
Take a look inside just so I can outdo it
Nice on the mic but I make the meanest music
If they call it garbage, I swear I'm making the cleanest sewage
If my flow was in a purple top, the veins would probably lose it
The jocks would try to juice it and nerds would try to fuse it
Tired of trying to make these labels understand
That I'm the whole package like your mail's already ran
Stay sonning rappers, hope these faggots need a tan
Call me Adam 'cause you know I'm the man
[Hook:]
Right hand in the sky, I put this on the Bible
I'm a fly high 'cause I am undeniable
This is indescribable, take it where you got to go
And I just thought that y'all should know
My right hand in the sky, I put this on the Bible
I'm a fly high 'cause I am undeniable
This is indescribable, take it where you got to go
And I just thought that y'all should know that I am undeniable
[Verse 2: XV]
I make my entrance on that ramp
And all I wanna do is see they hands
I consider you fans Whoops, N and M are so close together
I meant to say I consider you fam
But I'm so out there, just to conversate, you need to stamp
Life is real, even for a cell phone you need a plan
But what I really am, most people don't understand
So I end up becoming spam, get it?
Oh my lordy, pushing 40, will I quit it or end up like Randy the Ram?
My son doesn't visit, the glory years are distant
Until a little kid says look, that's the champ
I try to see what they see, I get it, you hear music everyday
But you can not hear my tape and say that my shit is not crazy
20 mixtapes later, I am still not lazy and red lights still don't break me
[Hook]
[Outro:]
'Cause I am undeniable, damn it's indescribable
And I got a lot of hope that everybody got to know
My victory lap, I look back like where my rivals go?
Almost lost my way but today, I'm a find it yo
'Cause I am undeniable, damn it's indescribable
And I got a lot of hope that everybody got to know
My victory lap, I look back like where my rivals go?

[Verse 1: XV]
Yeah, Vizzy, it's crazy, hahaha
Uh, liquor over ice, livid over life
Better pay attention, before this shit is overpriced
I could handle-bars before I even rode a bike
And if it's quotes that you want, man I meet that quota nice
Looney Tunes the flow, going lunar as a solar night
Time it like a cobra strike, grinding like an overbite
Put it in the air, yeah Vizzy with the soda flight
Tell them lay the pen (pin) down and get X like bowling strikes
Cooler than chewin' polar ice in the South Pole
Going HAM like Pam, knock them out cold
You're so crazy, the crowd goes wild,
Hands go up and down like the Dow Jones
Well hello my dear, my name is Fizzy
I'm a cool rapper, but who is he?
I'm the "who done it", these niggas is "who did it's"
Ask who I am, I say dude listen
Look
[Chorus:]
Tell them how I do this, tell them why they play me
Tell them I guarantee, and tell them why they pay me
Tell them who I am, and tell them who I ain't G
Tell me why you love me, tell me why you hate me
Cause
[Kristina Rose:]
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy
[Verse 2: XV]
You know I'm on one
Play no games, but on one
Say my name to no one, Lisa play my lonesome
Cause I'm as hot as four suns, Popular as four nuns
Kick that shit like Fee-fi, you spit that shit like Fo-fum
Who you know that come up out that middle state?
Getting props like real estate
Mamma raise an I'll kid, you can call me give-or-great
Don't chill, I'm chilling, come to make a building shake
Don't let me eat, I'm Ricky Henderson, I'll steal a plate
Take whoever you favor and do yourself a favor, man
Don't put my name by their's, put it by a greater than
What's your release date? Why you even making plans?
You niggas brick like Steve Carrel's anchorman
I make a pixie wanna go go get me
Cause you ain't never gonna feel goal, we kick it
So I'm part ridiculous, Eli Porter retarded
Tell them I did it, why they get me started?
[Chorus:]
Tell them how I do this, tell them why they play me
Tell them I guarantee, and tell them why they pay me
Tell them who I am, and tell them who I ain't cheat
Tell me why you love me, tell me why you hate me
Cause
[Kristina Rose:]
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy
[Verse 3: XV]
Uhh, this is Mark Biller?, J Dilla, Atila the Hun
Go realer on drums, no feeling it's fun
My voice killing these bums, Ted Williams
And should I do it, they say 'yeah kill them'
Ok I do it like I knew I shouldn't
Prove it like they knew I couldn't
Blew up and they said I'd want it
Nigga is you fucking stupid
The girls loving X, man,
They make him their next man
And ex man 'cause she ain't trying to fuck with mutants
One girl plus one girl, so there ain't nothing to it
Give them my Brett Hart, excellence of execution
FAS the biggest loser, but she saying that she done waited all this time
Now it's time to fucking lose it
She ain't trying to do shit, get that Ciroq in her
No chasing life vents she got an entourage with them
Bring your girl Nicki and we can have a ménage (Minaj) with her
She said she untouchable, well I'm Kevin Costner
[Chorus:]
Tell them how I do this, tell them why they play me
Tell them I guarantee, and tell them why they pay me
Tell them who I am, and tell them who I ain't cheat
Tell me why you love me, tell me why you hate me
Cause
[Kristina Rose:]
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy, You Fucking Crazy (I heard that)
You Fucking Crazy