Lyrics Vicious Musicians - JLS, BLUE STEEL

Vicious Musicians

We’re writing hits for the ears of the rap addicts
Flipping the scripts cause I’m just the freshest
Have you overdose on some antidepressants
Whoever says it could be seen as poetic
Magnetic lyrics get stuck in your head with
3 other guys writing powerful lines
The four deadly horsemen of modern times
Oh my, don’t cry, shouldn’t be a surprise
That we’re the best underground of our own time
I’m taking your life so live it down to the fullest
Your shots are so weak they bounce back like rubber bullets
We’re vicious musicians that you see in your visions
Listen you chickens, we’ve perfected precision
Streaming on your apps, we’re on your television
And it’s none of your business, it’s not your decision
It’s Blue Steel and I’m sitting on the gold throne
My rhymes are so heavy I could break your arm bone
When I voice my opinion, man it’s understood
I’m throwing mad rhymes like no one but my boys could
This is real music and you better listen
Cause when I throw down I get to the top position
I’m always in the lead when I throw my flow
Keeping rap old-school cause that’s how I roll
Every time I rap the whole world is my stage
And I deliver all my lines in a blood driven rage
Now that time’s almost up I can hear the victory bell
I have rhymes so vicious I was spit out of hell
We’re vicious musicians that you see in your visions
Listen you chickens, we’ve perfected precision
Streaming on your apps, we’re on your television
And it’s none of your business, it’s not your decision
Believe me when I say I’m dictionary lyricist
A mixture of Oxford and Urban, if you’re hearing this
I’m 'ppearing on this murderous rampage with a lampshade
Sand, mace, grand vase, then buried by the fan base
And when my hand shakes that face I just can’t trace
Bane of your existence so you’re gonna need a back brace
Dissing me would be your most regretful vendetta
I spit so sick I influenced influenza
I’ll smack you till I tire, you calling me a liar?
Be careful what you wish for, I have what you desire
That’s why I have an attitude when I’m attackin'
I guess you could call me a sassy assassin
We’re vicious musicians that you see in your visions
Listen you chickens, we’ve perfected precision
Streaming on your apps, we’re on your television
And it’s none of your business, it’s not your decision
Welcome to the rap kitchen, I hope you enjoy your visit
The Ice is in the fridge, give me a ring if it isn’t
We’re serving up delicious dishes
So you either dig it, or I’m digging up a six foot crevice for you to sit in
I’m vicious
Got a lava flow so viscous
Exploding out the top
Like the WarHeads kid is
If chewing on my brain candy gives you a conniption
You’ll be sleeping with the fishes when I pitch you off an isthmus
I call it a Prime shipment
I don’t need a hand with this business, I got all 10 digits
But dial me in if you need lyrical assistance
When the line’s too busy, catch this pre-recorded message:
We’re vicious musicians that you see in your visions
Listen you chickens, we’ve perfected precision
Streaming on your apps, we’re on your television
And it’s none of your business, it’s not your decision
And it’s none of your business, it’s not your decision!