Deliciously Vicious
๐ต 3657 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:45 duration
๐ ID: 25135872
๐ Lyrics
Blue Moon
You saw me stand
Gjyeah
This shit right here
It's about doing the dirt
So if you partake then
Good luck my friend
(yeah)
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
It was August 28th, the time was 10 o'clock
I had the plan staked and the capital stock
Black ball cap with black shoes and socks
Fitted black slacks and the shit went off
The getaway car was a rusted Mustang
I didn't leave it far from where it was happening
Engine turned off with the keys left in it
Ran through my thoughts and the plan for a minute
I'm 'bout to do this right and I know this shit
But it's wrong and no job is this big of a hit
My girl needs a life, need to make her my wife
With a baby on the way, how else can I pay?
I'll walk to the store, lock behind me the door
Treat the man like a whore, take the cash out the drawer
Tie up his legs, use some rags for a gag
Grab the video tape (yeah)
And then I'll escape
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
I felt the raindrops roll down my sweaty face
As I ran to the corner right around the place
Looking at my watch it was 10:38
Only 22 minutes to complete the case
Up and to the door I opened it real quick
While closing it behind me, I locked it with a click
Feeling kinda sick, pull out my fucking mag
While my face is covered up with my Ruthless rag
It's a stick up bitch, put the money in the bag
But the guy behind the counter had a sawed off gauge
Giving me the choice I can run or I can stay
If I turn my back away, then he's gonna let it spray
Thinking okay, what a shitty fucking day
And I don't believe in God, but it's time to pray
The pigs came fast, all arresting my ass
Never thought this day of freedom, would be my very last
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
Heed the message I send, cause I'm locked up in the pen
And I'll never get to see my best friends again
Never get to kiss my wife up on the lips
And I'll never come to grips on the baby in her hips
Never see it grow, never smoke hydro
While I'm laying on my back in a bank of snow
Never rock a show the way I used to know
So I guess I'll take it slow for 25 or so
Alright, so you in (yeah)
There's a few rules of conduct you gotta to know
If your ass wants to survive the night
First things first
That's my bed
You sleep on the floor, mafucka'
Don't even think about using my toilet, neither
Only thing your ass is good for is getting stuck by this shiv, bitch
Yeah, that's right, you my bitch
Squirrel Master ain't always gonna be there for you
One of these days I'm gonna come
I'm gonna want your cocktail
What?
What you talking about?
Fruit!
You saw me stand
Gjyeah
This shit right here
It's about doing the dirt
So if you partake then
Good luck my friend
(yeah)
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
It was August 28th, the time was 10 o'clock
I had the plan staked and the capital stock
Black ball cap with black shoes and socks
Fitted black slacks and the shit went off
The getaway car was a rusted Mustang
I didn't leave it far from where it was happening
Engine turned off with the keys left in it
Ran through my thoughts and the plan for a minute
I'm 'bout to do this right and I know this shit
But it's wrong and no job is this big of a hit
My girl needs a life, need to make her my wife
With a baby on the way, how else can I pay?
I'll walk to the store, lock behind me the door
Treat the man like a whore, take the cash out the drawer
Tie up his legs, use some rags for a gag
Grab the video tape (yeah)
And then I'll escape
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
I felt the raindrops roll down my sweaty face
As I ran to the corner right around the place
Looking at my watch it was 10:38
Only 22 minutes to complete the case
Up and to the door I opened it real quick
While closing it behind me, I locked it with a click
Feeling kinda sick, pull out my fucking mag
While my face is covered up with my Ruthless rag
It's a stick up bitch, put the money in the bag
But the guy behind the counter had a sawed off gauge
Giving me the choice I can run or I can stay
If I turn my back away, then he's gonna let it spray
Thinking okay, what a shitty fucking day
And I don't believe in God, but it's time to pray
The pigs came fast, all arresting my ass
Never thought this day of freedom, would be my very last
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
Heed the message I send, cause I'm locked up in the pen
And I'll never get to see my best friends again
Never get to kiss my wife up on the lips
And I'll never come to grips on the baby in her hips
Never see it grow, never smoke hydro
While I'm laying on my back in a bank of snow
Never rock a show the way I used to know
So I guess I'll take it slow for 25 or so
Alright, so you in (yeah)
There's a few rules of conduct you gotta to know
If your ass wants to survive the night
First things first
That's my bed
You sleep on the floor, mafucka'
Don't even think about using my toilet, neither
Only thing your ass is good for is getting stuck by this shiv, bitch
Yeah, that's right, you my bitch
Squirrel Master ain't always gonna be there for you
One of these days I'm gonna come
I'm gonna want your cocktail
What?
What you talking about?
Fruit!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.04] Blue Moon
[00:05.36] You saw me stand
[00:07.87] Gjyeah
[00:09.47] This shit right here
[00:11.14] It's about doing the dirt
[00:13.38] So if you partake then
[00:15.58] Good luck my friend
[00:16.78] (yeah)
[00:18.34] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[00:20.83] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[00:23.78] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[00:26.36] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[00:29.02] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[00:31.87] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[00:34.52] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[00:37.37] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[00:39.81] It was August 28th, the time was 10 o'clock
[00:42.58] I had the plan staked and the capital stock
[00:45.53] Black ball cap with black shoes and socks
[00:48.47] Fitted black slacks and the shit went off
[00:50.96] The getaway car was a rusted Mustang
[00:53.72] I didn't leave it far from where it was happening
[00:56.49] Engine turned off with the keys left in it
[00:59.33] Ran through my thoughts and the plan for a minute
[01:01.82] I'm 'bout to do this right and I know this shit
[01:04.27] But it's wrong and no job is this big of a hit
[01:06.93] My girl needs a life, need to make her my wife
[01:09.73] With a baby on the way, how else can I pay?
[01:12.55] I'll walk to the store, lock behind me the door
[01:15.23] Treat the man like a whore, take the cash out the drawer
[01:18.50] Tie up his legs, use some rags for a gag
[01:20.70] Grab the video tape (yeah)
[01:22.39] And then I'll escape
[01:23.47] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[01:26.26] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[01:29.04] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[01:31.74] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[01:34.55] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[01:37.13] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[01:39.88] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[01:42.58] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[01:45.41] I felt the raindrops roll down my sweaty face
[01:48.14] As I ran to the corner right around the place
[01:51.00] Looking at my watch it was 10:38
[01:53.58] Only 22 minutes to complete the case
[01:56.46] Up and to the door I opened it real quick
[01:59.07] While closing it behind me, I locked it with a click
[02:01.87] Feeling kinda sick, pull out my fucking mag
[02:04.43] While my face is covered up with my Ruthless rag
[02:07.11] It's a stick up bitch, put the money in the bag
[02:10.03] But the guy behind the counter had a sawed off gauge
[02:12.81] Giving me the choice I can run or I can stay
[02:15.42] If I turn my back away, then he's gonna let it spray
[02:18.24] Thinking okay, what a shitty fucking day
[02:21.05] And I don't believe in God, but it's time to pray
[02:23.55] The pigs came fast, all arresting my ass
[02:26.21] Never thought this day of freedom, would be my very last
[02:29.06] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[02:31.79] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[02:34.57] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[02:37.30] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[02:39.97] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[02:42.76] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[02:45.48] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[02:48.14] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[02:51.23] Heed the message I send, cause I'm locked up in the pen
[02:53.42] And I'll never get to see my best friends again
[02:56.58] Never get to kiss my wife up on the lips
[02:59.18] And I'll never come to grips on the baby in her hips
[03:02.04] Never see it grow, never smoke hydro
[03:04.46] While I'm laying on my back in a bank of snow
[03:07.26] Never rock a show the way I used to know
[03:09.74] So I guess I'll take it slow for 25 or so
[03:13.21] Alright, so you in (yeah)
[03:14.97] There's a few rules of conduct you gotta to know
[03:16.92] If your ass wants to survive the night
[03:19.88] First things first
[03:20.93] That's my bed
[03:22.18] You sleep on the floor, mafucka'
[03:24.22] Don't even think about using my toilet, neither
[03:26.64] Only thing your ass is good for is getting stuck by this shiv, bitch
[03:30.43] Yeah, that's right, you my bitch
[03:32.52] Squirrel Master ain't always gonna be there for you
[03:35.16] One of these days I'm gonna come
[03:36.87] I'm gonna want your cocktail
[03:39.26] What?
[03:41.11] What you talking about?
[03:44.47] Fruit!
[03:45.03]
[00:05.36] You saw me stand
[00:07.87] Gjyeah
[00:09.47] This shit right here
[00:11.14] It's about doing the dirt
[00:13.38] So if you partake then
[00:15.58] Good luck my friend
[00:16.78] (yeah)
[00:18.34] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[00:20.83] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[00:23.78] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[00:26.36] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[00:29.02] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[00:31.87] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[00:34.52] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[00:37.37] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[00:39.81] It was August 28th, the time was 10 o'clock
[00:42.58] I had the plan staked and the capital stock
[00:45.53] Black ball cap with black shoes and socks
[00:48.47] Fitted black slacks and the shit went off
[00:50.96] The getaway car was a rusted Mustang
[00:53.72] I didn't leave it far from where it was happening
[00:56.49] Engine turned off with the keys left in it
[00:59.33] Ran through my thoughts and the plan for a minute
[01:01.82] I'm 'bout to do this right and I know this shit
[01:04.27] But it's wrong and no job is this big of a hit
[01:06.93] My girl needs a life, need to make her my wife
[01:09.73] With a baby on the way, how else can I pay?
[01:12.55] I'll walk to the store, lock behind me the door
[01:15.23] Treat the man like a whore, take the cash out the drawer
[01:18.50] Tie up his legs, use some rags for a gag
[01:20.70] Grab the video tape (yeah)
[01:22.39] And then I'll escape
[01:23.47] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[01:26.26] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[01:29.04] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[01:31.74] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[01:34.55] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[01:37.13] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[01:39.88] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[01:42.58] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[01:45.41] I felt the raindrops roll down my sweaty face
[01:48.14] As I ran to the corner right around the place
[01:51.00] Looking at my watch it was 10:38
[01:53.58] Only 22 minutes to complete the case
[01:56.46] Up and to the door I opened it real quick
[01:59.07] While closing it behind me, I locked it with a click
[02:01.87] Feeling kinda sick, pull out my fucking mag
[02:04.43] While my face is covered up with my Ruthless rag
[02:07.11] It's a stick up bitch, put the money in the bag
[02:10.03] But the guy behind the counter had a sawed off gauge
[02:12.81] Giving me the choice I can run or I can stay
[02:15.42] If I turn my back away, then he's gonna let it spray
[02:18.24] Thinking okay, what a shitty fucking day
[02:21.05] And I don't believe in God, but it's time to pray
[02:23.55] The pigs came fast, all arresting my ass
[02:26.21] Never thought this day of freedom, would be my very last
[02:29.06] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[02:31.79] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[02:34.57] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[02:37.30] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[02:39.97] This track is not a fact, it's an act of fiction
[02:42.76] For those who livin' whack, it's a pact of friction
[02:45.48] My thoughts are malicious, they dirty like dishes
[02:48.14] They stinkin' like fishes, but deliciously vicious
[02:51.23] Heed the message I send, cause I'm locked up in the pen
[02:53.42] And I'll never get to see my best friends again
[02:56.58] Never get to kiss my wife up on the lips
[02:59.18] And I'll never come to grips on the baby in her hips
[03:02.04] Never see it grow, never smoke hydro
[03:04.46] While I'm laying on my back in a bank of snow
[03:07.26] Never rock a show the way I used to know
[03:09.74] So I guess I'll take it slow for 25 or so
[03:13.21] Alright, so you in (yeah)
[03:14.97] There's a few rules of conduct you gotta to know
[03:16.92] If your ass wants to survive the night
[03:19.88] First things first
[03:20.93] That's my bed
[03:22.18] You sleep on the floor, mafucka'
[03:24.22] Don't even think about using my toilet, neither
[03:26.64] Only thing your ass is good for is getting stuck by this shiv, bitch
[03:30.43] Yeah, that's right, you my bitch
[03:32.52] Squirrel Master ain't always gonna be there for you
[03:35.16] One of these days I'm gonna come
[03:36.87] I'm gonna want your cocktail
[03:39.26] What?
[03:41.11] What you talking about?
[03:44.47] Fruit!
[03:45.03]