I can't understand it V the beat bandit    who bring heat from the mic unhanded    who ever go after burn their hands and lips    a lot of rappers ran and abandon they whips      It's just another day in the Dunia   don't leave your girl around V he might swoon her   up and under the window serenade her like a crooner   stay ahead of the game and cut her off sooner rather later      Use her to gather data   scoop her in the butter soft moon roof Navigator   or the Land or the Lex or the Benz   a hundred and sixteenth buy the hours from the africans      But they won't let you push 'em   one tried to get fly, almost had to mush him   If I wanted to rob him, I would've worn a mask   hit him with the fo', took the dough and tore ass      Want not, waste not, front not   they didn't see him dippin to the fiftycent blunt spot   V walk the town with space boots space suits   fucked up cut but she still say his face cute      Told the streets, what you staring at?   the sewer cap opened up and said: WHY YOU WEARING THAT?   He said "Oh you wanna snap, pissface,    the way you in everybody's business is a disgrace"      At the park gate "Hark who goes there?"   It's V the MC who's nasty as nosehair   you may go he said you should've been say so   tipped him in cash and Argentinian pesos      There you go, my good man   buy something nice for the seed   and please keep it moving twice the speed   consider that your fair warning   or else I'll bring it to you express like airborne      Vaughn, drop a turd on the beat   and shoutout that little bird for the word on the street   he write VIK in a sick demented handstyle   and go bombin with a chick who whip a rented van while    all he say is you nuts   he really had enough of poo puts and crewcuts      Soup's on and I got a coupon   chinese restaurant asking for the Grey Poupon   he said "No, duck sauce soy sauce   And this ain't no Burger King so you no get no toy boss"      Uh oh it's beer o'clock, I think I'm sober   how about we think this over, over a can of king cobra   you ain't nicer than a lunatic schiester   aka the vicster, or the vic miceter   he wondered should he get a baldie   or keep his edge up, v-shaped like by my waldy      But that is the question, he wonders why he always   wearing hats in the sessions   listen up, new drink   named it after Chong's daughter   triple shot of 'gac, with the chaser of bong water   V a strong supporter   a triple shot of 'gac, with the chaser of bong water   come on bring the slaughter