Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vicious Musicians, artist - JLS.
Date of issue: 30.08.2018
Song language: English
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! |