Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vultures, artist - Fliptrix. Album song Polyhymnia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
Vultures |
My raps are raw like pure coca |
Not diluted like after it’s brought over |
Pop-stars falling off like their tall posters |
They’re broke, need to get a loan |
See a pawn-broker |
Good job I hold the gold flow, I’m all kosher |
On point like I own this point |
Nought, nought, decimals over |
You were never supposed to come down |
Like people when the festival closes |
Stay high from the peng, independent and never focused |
Change form, bringing warnings like spikes on blowfish |
Staring at my bleeding brain like I never noticed |
Calm convulsions, better just up the dosage |
Hit your dome with a bang like mad explosives |
Tear apart the scene, a carcass to a wake of vultures |
Blood pouring out the stomach where I cut it open |
Fuck the mainstream DJs they’re all jokers |
I don’t need to name names, I know who promotes us |
The others back the whack rappers preaching bad manners |
Treating women like they’re objects, chatting 'bout money cars and fashion |
This fake gangster shit with little talent is depressing |
I feel the change getting closer |
The mainstream held the reigns, now we’re taking over |
Death to the fakeness, rise in the realness |
Commercialism had it’s day, but now kill this |
I feel the change getting closer |
The mainstream held the reigns, now we’re taking over |
Death to the fakeness, rise in the realness |
Commercialism had it’s day, but HF will kill this, kill this |
If you’re chatting |
That’s something that favelas need to change |
Controls the message, when you’re glamorising weapons |
On a hype like adolescence |
Like Biggie said, «real bad boys, they move in silence» |
Kids are getting influenced, but worse, they hear it rhymes |
Computer games are altering the state of how the mind works |
Pixelated visions killed the sights of what we might have learned |
Crazy how violence works, mental-heads slicing nerds |
Separate their life from hurt, for thoughts make their mind disturbed |
Metal giants ride the earth, polluting up the sky until it ends up dyed the |
colour purple |
All I need in this world is my friends, woman and verse |
I’ll spread positivity to try and elevate the earth |
I think of life-changing lyrics, they think of slogans |
Commercial culture’s like an aids patient when the mutation has taken over |
Soon to die, I won’t’t cry |
I celebrate as my body, it works |
Stands the test of time like it’s cryogenically frozen |
I ain’t alone and music’s got my back, like soldiers |
'til the third eye opens |
Communicating with the dead in my deepest moments |
(Communicating with the dead in my deepest moments) |
I feel the change getting closer |
The mainstream held the reigns, now we’re taking over |
Death to the fakeness, rise in the realness |
Commercialism had it’s day, but now kill this |
I feel the change getting closer |
The mainstream held the reigns, now we’re taking over |
Death to the fakeness, rise in the realness |
Commercialism had it’s day, but HF will kill this, kill this |
(Real music, for the real people) |
(Jeheeze) |