Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vice City, artist - Jehst. Album song Nuke Proof Suit, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.04.2011
Record label: YNR
Song language: English
Vice City |
| Chainmail wife-beater |
| Nuke Proof Suit |
| Under the weather, all weather, durags (One size fits all) |
| Word |
| Computer, engage! |
| I revolve around science |
| Peep how I hold the microphone appliance |
| Protection against the elements |
| Sci-fi violence live from the tenements |
| Venomous residents |
| Nightlife revellers |
| Hi-fis drown out the nightclub pestilence |
| You wake up and your pockets are penniless? |
| Go job centre, cuss about your benefits |
| I’m on the guest list |
| Swift with a next spliff |
| Bic scribble quick |
| That’s the pace that I’m living with |
| Technotronic and hydroponic chronic |
| For the third kaleidoscopic optic |
| Cop that |
| Chop that |
| Bag it up |
| Shot that |
| Cop that |
| Chop that |
| Bag it up |
| Shot that |
| Where’re we at? |
| Vice City (Vice City) |
| Where’re we at? |
| Vice City (Vice City) |
| As I travel at a breakneck speed |
| I can see neon lights shimmer of the rain drenched streets |
| Struggling to make ends meet |
| Night air’s thick with fragrance of blazing trees |
| The hum of TV’s raising seeds |
| Water the plants with the poison the media feeds |
| It’s just |
| Me and the beast |
| MPC on repeat |
| Talking to God trying to make my peace |
| In tomorrow’s world |
| Yesterday’s future |
| Searching for never land |
| Man and computer, unified |
| For the human parasite |
| Leap from the ledge in pursuit of paradise (Ahh!) |
| Suicidal decision |
| Religious fanaticism |
| I sit back with a back of issm |
| And strap that |
| Let my thoughts get abstract |
| Lead Zeppelin |
| I step heavy as an AT-AT |
| Cop that |
| Chop that |
| Bag it up |
| Shot that |
| Cop that |
| Chop that |
| Bag it up |
| Shot that |
| Where’re we at? |
| Vice City (Vice City) |
| Where’re we at? |
| Vice City (Vice City) |
| Yo, the chaos of my love is like fire from the belly of hell |
| The most tragic yet hilarious as hell |
| My skin crawls with an insect form of osmosis |
| A beautiful vision of human cockroaches |
| Job seekers, slackers |
| Suits and ties for their baby killers and mind-snatchers |
| Mind your manners |
| My manor’s madness |
| Mad chicks, sexually active man magnets |
| Mad Max shit |
| Back to the matrix |
| Plug in |
| Overload and start bugging |
| 'Cause consciousness is a curse |
| It’s the reason we love, the reason love hurts |
| You see them lovebirds? |
| Nothing but a chicken and a rooster |
| I’m giving 'em a booster |
| The flower children |
| Lost in the cityscape |
| Build them a greenhouse |
| Let them facilitate |
| 'Til then? |
| You ain’t putting nothing on my dinnerplate |
| Pussyhole breddas letting dickheads dictate |
| That’s something that I ain’t into mate |
| Kids wanna imitate a fake lifestyle that they simulate |
| Cop that |
| Chop that |
| Bag it up |
| Shot that |
| Cop that |
| Chop that |
| Bag it up |
| Shot that |
| Where’re we at? |
| Vice City (Vice City) |
| Where’re we at? |
| Vice City (Vice City) |
| Cop that |
| Chop that |
| Bag it up |
| Shot that |
| Cop that |
| Chop that |
| Bag it up |
| Shot that |
| Where’re we at? |
| Vice City (Vice City) |
| Where’re we at? |
| Vice City (Vice City) |
| (Yo, yo, yo) |