Vice/st0m9 0ut

[Verse 1] Came through lit, that's V-I-C-E, Big smoke when I step, no P-I-P. Wrist froze, got me lookin' like peace, But I still break nights with a whole new lease. Vice in my cup and my name on her teeth, I don’t chase dreams — they run to the beat. Blew out stress like I owe myself, Now the chain so loud it provoke itself. She bad with a bounce like B-A-D, Took one sip, now she lean on me. Said I talk like I rap in flames, Well baby, I was raised on pain. Yeah, I move with the rage (ay), Drink dark, still glow on stage (ay), Pop one, then I levitate slow (ay), Backroom lit like a storm let go (ay). C-O-L-D — how I slide through fame, New whip sound like a video game. Whole life flipped, now I toast with pride, I spell it out once, then I live that line. [Hook] Stomp it out! (What?) Stomp it out! (Go!) I came too far just to slow that down! Throw it back! (Hey!) Blow it loud! (Boom!) Night on fire, we don’t calm down! Bottles up, let the smoke come choke, Flash too bright, make the mirror go broke. Past ain’t shit when you burn that route — We live like kings when the lights go out! [Verse 2] Old me talkin’, I don’t hear that sound, Put him face-first flat, boots beat him down. Yellin' “please stop,” but the past don’t beg, I was born with a storm and a target on my head. Kick to the chest — that’s the nights I cried, Knee to the jaw — that’s the part that died. Left hook swing like a “you ain’t shit,” Stomp ’til the floor can’t feel that hit. I ain’t takin' no guilt, I ain’t carry no ghost, Let the pain bleed out when I needed it most. Now I dance on the grave like the bassline’s mine, Old self gone, I don’t need rewind. Took too long just to feel this strong, Now I tear through doubt like a blackout song. No peace sign — just steel in the bounce, I don’t walk off clean, I stomp it out. [Hook] Stomp it out! (What?) Stomp it out! (Go!) I came too far just to slow that down! Throw it back! (Hey!) Blow it loud! (Boom!) Night on fire, we don’t calm down! Bottles up, let the smoke come choke, Flash too bright, make the mirror go broke. Past ain’t shit when you burn that route — We live like kings when the lights go out! [Outro – Chant] (What we do?) Stomp it out! (What we leave?) Not a doubt! (Where we go?) All the way! (Hold me back?) No fuckin’ way!