Vicious Musicians - JLS, BLUE STEEL

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!