Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vicious, artist - Bernz. Album song See You On The Other Side, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.07.2016
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Vicious |
| Yeah! |
| I’ll probably end up on the south end of an old Caribbean island |
| Lookin' like a cross between a hobo and a pirate |
| Spectacles of ultraviolet watch the ciphers blow from side to side, |
| it’s hypnotizin' |
| I’m falling deep, wrap the corners of performers |
| The way we here on all of our disorders |
| But I ain’t beg for quarters, not in this location, motherfucker face it |
| If you see me here, then I’m a patient — on paid vacation |
| See I’ve turned my back on all this shit they advertised to me |
| That’s why I’m, they named me suicidal tragedy |
| Ethics class kiss my ass, civics guess they did it |
| If you lived the shit I’ve been in, then the nick of time made a dash |
| See what’s funny is I never knew I had faith |
| Until it washed away one morning on a cold day |
| But still I bend my knees and do some sort of shake and prey |
| Evoke the universe, although I’m pissed at where my pops stay |
| Bad boys, good guys, what’s the difference (Nothing) |
| Naughty girls, nice girls, talkin' distant |
| Gather 'round, sit back, take a listen |
| Here’s a little story on how everything can turn vicious |
| Bad boys, good guys, what’s the difference (Nothing) |
| Naughty girls, nice girls, talkin' distant |
| Gather 'round, sit back, take a listen (The third!) |
| Here’s a little story on how life can turn vicious |
| I’ve got sharp teeth, no time for barking |
| Ya’ll bleed any force to harm me |
| God’s reach control your heartbeat, the tin man, the lion, the dog and Dorothy |
| Tornadoes, naval game shows |
| Pink toes, fame clothes, bitch came close |
| Try me or defy me with the violence or the rhyming till I’m rotten, |
| then I’m riding like Sharpton in the Shining |
| The balance matters, I’m lasters' master |
| Disasters, asthma, smile at the camera |
| Time travel, civil war mind battles |
| Then bust my gun way before I got tattoos |
| You sugar coated, niggas done been demoted |
| You missed promotions dealing with mixed emotions |
| You’re fit for folding, fiddle with fitness, focus |
| I killed a moment, this is a different motive |
| Bad boys, good guys, what’s the difference |
| Naughty girls, nice girls, talkin' distant |
| Gather 'round, sit back, take a listen |
| Here’s a little story on how everything can turn vicious |
| Bad boys, good guys, what’s the difference |
| Naughty girls, nice girls, talkin' distant |
| Gather 'round, sit back, take a listen |
| Here’s a little story on how life can turn vicious |
| Thirstin Howl the third motherfucker! |
| I’m out here chillin' in the sunshine — in all these sun-rays |
| Solar powered motherfuckers! |