Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Vasko V
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Vasko V
Songwriter:in
Viktor Luyckx
Komponist:in
Lyrics
As some children had no discipline fuck the listening to
"Y'all so sickening" just cause we dream sick bigger then you
Welcome critisism, fathom system's fiction
Devil wants redemption, heaven bringing sanctions
Keeping us in sections, leave an extra message man we so pretentious
Sex offenders in elections
Busy skeemin on our debt, we was fleeing from the feds
We secrete the tears we shed, we was eating off our bets
You get meals upon your bed, we achieve our intellect
You ain't feeling what i said, reason for ya to be vexed
Read the words up in this text, rehearse till ya can accept
Motherfuckers be a fiend for daddy death
Watch a sucker get rich off his latter breath
You just wanna get his wealth
Only give a shit about yourself, you gon be pissing on their health
Let em ask for help, they can help themselves
Take the money go stealth, you comin from and goin straight to hell
Corruption, seductive
Only function is to turn us destructive
We cause disruption, productive
Them is redundant, y'all wanna fund em
We wanna put em in bonds son
We run this city like Compton
Cross em in here we stump em
Its gon be fuck the elite even when im gone
So i said fuck this world, ima get higher yo spread the word
Ima connect myself be the first
In this barrio yeah we the worst, vodka leave us cursed
Ganja give us thirst, bein on the verge
When we burst out, we emerge the purge
When theres too much doubt we still persever
The search to mature, young entrepeneurs
Shoulder bag with herbs, post up next to church
Only move in herds, only seperate when they lift the birds
Take the bus anonymous transfer
Heavily delirious off this fatigue i envision us
Folding hella cheese, no more Glocks in no clutch
Corruption, seductive
Only function is to turn us destructive
We cause disruption, productive
Them is redundant, y'all wanna fund em
We wanna put em in bonds son
We run this city like Compton
Cross em in here we stump em
Its gon be fuck the elite even when im gone
Oh say can't you see, the people storming the Bastille
Catch ya where you dont wanna be seen
Watch that blood stream on these cursed streets
Watch the burden leave, world will be in peace
These the sweetest dreams, evil meets his djin
No more greed for sins, love will always win
Suffering sees its end, for this i be hellbent
Cause through hell i went, felt like it was meant
To be, shit i was dumb g, now i put it on for my city
Anesthesiology, hella prodigy's
Hood of martialities, crooked up mentalities
Aristocracies, their pillars and templars time to bring em to they knees
Written by: Vasko V, Viktor Luyckx