上 瘾 overdose(翻自 Vin Jay)

上 瘾 overdose(翻自 Vin Jay)

歌手:keii

所属专辑:上 瘾 overdose

发行时间:2020-12-07

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Vincent Jacovelli

[00:01.00] 作曲 : Vincent Jacovelli

[00:06.76]One minute, let me get in my bag

[00:08.19]Filling up my pen with the venom when I rap

[00:10.08]Ain't nobody better so we'll never mind that

[00:11.79]Get a hit o' run run, go tell 'em I'm back

[00:14.12]Never going back again

[00:15.29]Few people in the game that can rap with him

[00:17.04]I spit flames and attack ya men

[00:18.31]I'm sicker than a fxcking pathogen

[00:19.49]I lose count when I track the wins

[00:20.56]And I'ma rip it 'til I make the map

[00:22.05]Show praise to the greats who done paved the paths

[00:23.86]So face the facts, I raise 'til it fades to black

[00:25.70]I blaze a track and tell 'em that it pays to rap

[00:27.30]Until I'm dead and gone

[00:27.99]Kill 'em with every rhythm that I get upon, bet the form

[00:29.95]When they be pushing upon the metaphors

[00:31.09]Get 'em all jealous they wishing that I was never born

[00:32.92]But they never gonna forgive me, shout out to Pentagon

[00:34.46]Hella bombs, that I came to drop in a Caribbean**

[00:36.21]They wonder when the reign will stop

[00:37.85]I'll feign the cross until I get my name to pop

[00:39.57]And I'll be kicking down doors 'til I break the locks

[00:41.35]And like blah!

[00:42.05]Come on, and witness the madness

[00:43.12]Money in the bank, can't fit in the mattress

[00:44.75]And the game on lock, with the biggest advantage

[00:46.50]Ain't nobody ever do it in a similar fashion

[00:48.24]Like run with the veteran, pumping adrenaline

[00:50.03]Rapping to kill it, so fxck if I benefit

[00:51.73]Done with you haters, you fxckers are feminine

[00:53.52]Lyrical bullets are bucking you gentleman

[00:55.45]Listen up I got a new statistic

[00:57.03]Fxck the system and abuse the business

[00:58.84]Instrumentals getting bruised and blistered

[01:00.47]But now

[01:01.33]Fxck 'em all, I'm 'bout to beast

[01:03.18]I been on my grind, I been working on the low

[01:06.61]I been holding back, fxck 'em all I'm 'bout to beast

[01:10.11]Labels on the line, tell 'em hold the phone

[01:13.17]Y'all ain't ready for the kid, I'll make 'em overdose

[01:16.55]Try to find another rapper that's realer

[01:19.78]Only wanted me up in the game no filler

[01:23.21]Murdered every record, called the kid a blood spiller

[01:26.65]Clipped this fool with rhymes boy, that boy a track killer

[01:30.22]Close your eyes, try to picture greatness

[01:31.75]Fxck the stage up and flip the payments

[01:33.48]Pop a tab and I'ma trip in Vegas

[01:35.18]And I fxck your broad, until the ***** is famous

[01:36.97]Like nah, you ain't never gonna get a co-sign

[01:38.97]Last minute I'ma break it to the goal line

[01:40.62]Flow too wet, and I'ma never let the hole dry

[01:42.40]Everybody want it, I'm an underground gold mine

[01:44.35]Want peace, but they pray to fight me

[01:45.58]Never gotta ask for payday politely

[01:47.37]At the mall with fake chains and Nikes

[01:49.10]I'm 'bout to get the crew to ** your wifey

[01:50.85]Make a record and I put it on vinyl

[01:52.50]Beat it on my chest, man that boy too primal, ahh

[01:55.19]I don't got to flex on my rivals

[01:56.27]They all know my last **** went viral

[01:58.14]Listen up and I'ma try to reach ya

[01:59.67]In the game and you can ride the bleachers

[02:01.41]I don't wanna collab but it's nice to meet ya

[02:03.07]Putting Vin up on the track, that's a pricey feature

[02:04.85]What if I defeat ya like a violent reaper

[02:06.56]I done burned the booth and I done bombed the speakers

[02:08.30]I don't give a fxck if I be popping either

[02:10.03]'Cause now

[02:11.06]Fxck 'em all, I'm 'bout to beast

[02:12.70]I been on my grind, I been working on the low

[02:16.07]I been holding back, fxck 'em all I'm 'bout to beast

[02:19.71]Labels on the line, tell 'em hold the phone

[02:22.77]Y'all ain't ready for the kid, I'll make 'em overdose

[02:26.21]Try to find another rapper that's realer

[02:29.17]Only wanted me up in the game no filler

[02:32.67]Murdered every record, called the kid a blood spiller

[02:36.11]Clipped this fool with rhymes boy, that boy a track killer

作词 : Vincent Jacovelli

作曲 : Vincent Jacovelli

One minute, let me get in my bag

Filling up my pen with the venom when I rap

Ain't nobody better so we'll never mind that

Get a hit o' run run, go tell 'em I'm back

Never going back again

Few people in the game that can rap with him

I spit flames and attack ya men

I'm sicker than a fxcking pathogen

I lose count when I track the wins

And I'ma rip it 'til I make the map

Show praise to the greats who done paved the paths

So face the facts, I raise 'til it fades to black

I blaze a track and tell 'em that it pays to rap

Until I'm dead and gone

Kill 'em with every rhythm that I get upon, bet the form

When they be pushing upon the metaphors

Get 'em all jealous they wishing that I was never born

But they never gonna forgive me, shout out to Pentagon

Hella bombs, that I came to drop in a Caribbean**

They wonder when the reign will stop

I'll feign the cross until I get my name to pop

And I'll be kicking down doors 'til I break the locks

And like blah!

Come on, and witness the madness

Money in the bank, can't fit in the mattress

And the game on lock, with the biggest advantage

Ain't nobody ever do it in a similar fashion

Like run with the veteran, pumping adrenaline

Rapping to kill it, so fxck if I benefit

Done with you haters, you fxckers are feminine

Lyrical bullets are bucking you gentleman

Listen up I got a new statistic

Fxck the system and abuse the business

Instrumentals getting bruised and blistered

But now

Fxck 'em all, I'm 'bout to beast

I been on my grind, I been working on the low

I been holding back, fxck 'em all I'm 'bout to beast

Labels on the line, tell 'em hold the phone

Y'all ain't ready for the kid, I'll make 'em overdose

Try to find another rapper that's realer

Only wanted me up in the game no filler

Murdered every record, called the kid a blood spiller

Clipped this fool with rhymes boy, that boy a track killer

Close your eyes, try to picture greatness

Fxck the stage up and flip the payments

Pop a tab and I'ma trip in Vegas

And I fxck your broad, until the ***** is famous

Like nah, you ain't never gonna get a co-sign

Last minute I'ma break it to the goal line

Flow too wet, and I'ma never let the hole dry

Everybody want it, I'm an underground gold mine

Want peace, but they pray to fight me

Never gotta ask for payday politely

At the mall with fake chains and Nikes

I'm 'bout to get the crew to ** your wifey

Make a record and I put it on vinyl

Beat it on my chest, man that boy too primal, ahh

I don't got to flex on my rivals

They all know my last **** went viral

Listen up and I'ma try to reach ya

In the game and you can ride the bleachers

I don't wanna collab but it's nice to meet ya

Putting Vin up on the track, that's a pricey feature

What if I defeat ya like a violent reaper

I done burned the booth and I done bombed the speakers

I don't give a fxck if I be popping either

'Cause now

Fxck 'em all, I'm 'bout to beast

I been on my grind, I been working on the low

I been holding back, fxck 'em all I'm 'bout to beast

Labels on the line, tell 'em hold the phone

Y'all ain't ready for the kid, I'll make 'em overdose

Try to find another rapper that's realer

Only wanted me up in the game no filler

Murdered every record, called the kid a blood spiller

Clipped this fool with rhymes boy, that boy a track killer

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