Vice City Blues(song lyrics)

Vice City Blues 

Imagine if i made it walls plated with plaques and accolades 

Tracks on every station my songs on every playlist 

Im in your heavy rotation now my whole world be rotating at eighty times your pace 

Run it like steve prefontaine 

Partying LA late cocaine lines is on the table 

I dont know if i be able but that blonde got wavy handles 

Waist manipulating the thought of pussy enables 

A Stallion out stable relaying information 

Im fucking rich and famous you see me through a restricted lenses 

Most of the population cannot relate but i offer explanations 

Kick snares and bass used to stimulate my brain but lately 

With this new found fame coursing through my veins 

I now resort to mary jane 

Shit dont hit the same takes more drugs to motivate 

The pain is far too great my soul begin to fold my mind begin to break 

Fame and ego a lethal combination a tragedy in the making 

We talking vice city blues 

Where the devil make you pay your dues 

Fuck them principles you can do whatchu wanna do 

Just an illusion to misguide you you could not refuse 

You not a hustler you puppet that the devil choose 

Thinking im who run it thinking im playing by my own rules 

I end up powerless just a tool for the public use 

But in truth im a human just confused and you amused 

Cuz in vice city you can only lose