[Verse 1]

It’s V-i-r-t-u-o-s-o

Let’s go man, hand over the escrow

Like presto then your heart pound cause your chest know

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Sniper scope buck em down with a spiteful flow

You’re hyper no don’t fuck with the titans dough

They know I’m coming, start locking doors

Cause my flow is gonna blow like Boston George

I rock the ? cold flow freezing the jet stream

Spit so hot whole oceans will get steamed

Wipe out marine life, machine like Starscream fight

Your whole team bite, they styling half and laugh

Cause it’s unbelievable you ask ? to walk the violent path

It’s inconceivable when I’m striking that you’ll survive the wrath

Sometimes I ask why is the whole world strewn with peons

Then I remember they’re weak meat for me to feed on

For eons we on the top of the food chain

Like Steve Martin I’m the man with two brains

Double-headed dragon I guzzle flagons on butane

Increase the murder rate when I regurgitate and spew flames

Tackle a few trains, dropkick some airplanes

Fight and rage against the tidal waves still isn’t fair game

I got the upper hand on earthquakes that crush the land

Basically big Virtuoso is the fucking man

[Chorus]

Real hip hop shit, the hypnotic

Mind control when I drop the rhyme and flow

So let’s go, it’s Virtuoso

Let’s go, it’s Virtuoso

It’s the real hip hop shit, the hypnotic

Mind control when I drop the rhyme and flow

Let’s go, it’s Virtuoso

Let’s go, it’s Virtuoso

Real hip hop shit, the hypnotic

[Verse 2]

Yo, when you see a I-R between the V and T

With U-O-S-O on the e-n-d

That means y’all better run like DMC

Before you in an ambulance with the EMTs

Your music’s factory-made like CNC

My crew’s spitting nutrition like VNC

Faggot rappers roleplaying like D&D

? the only time you ?

But we about business like PMD

I got a flow made to blow like TNT

We kick in the doors like a B&E

So what I’m spitting get distributed by BMG

See, we lifers where the street corner ciphers

And mics in front of 30,000 we put the heat to you biters

In the jungles we tigers I was born with stripes

The earth stops spinning when we perform with mics

I’m sworn to fight with every breath in my chest

Cause if you’re born in life then your destiny’s death

And if it’s on your mic see where the weapon is kept

So forget wrong or right, wear a vest on your chest

Yes, that’s an invitation to war for y’all cats

Look we off the hook and they shook to call back

After all that y’all faggots gonna fall back

I hear your mouth running son but where the fuck your balls at?

[Chorus]

Real hip hop shit, the hypnotic

Mind control when I drop the rhyme and flow

Let’s go, it’s Virtuoso

Let’s go, it’s Virtuoso

Real hip hop shit, the hypnotic

Mind control when I drop the rhyme and flow

Let’s go, it’s Virtuoso

Let’s go, it’s Virtuoso

Real hip hop shit, the hypnotic