Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vin Jay
Vin Jay
Performer
Crypt
Crypt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Breukers
David Breukers
Songwriter
Vincent Jacovelli
Vincent Jacovelli
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Epidemix
Epidemix
Producer

Lyrics

Ayo, Crypt I'm beginning to think man We might be too out of our fucking minds to be in this rap game Ha ha ha ha Who's the prophet? Man, it could have been Vin but I get it man I'm too psychotic, dude's iconic Ain't nobody wanna put him on the track when the music's violent You ain't ever gotta wonder who's the hottest Everybody been confused about it Looking at me like I been abusing chronic Flowing like an automatic Uzi And everybody caught up in the hype Ain't nobody following advice Hit 'em with the bottom of the pipe Panic and I got 'em in a vice They don't want a problem on the mic Making 'em bitter, defeated I give 'em a criminal beating I'm leaving 'em dripping and weakened I flip like a biblical demon And mission complete when you bitches are bleeding Need more venues to spit in, I pick up the pieces And send em to the Crypt I bring him in the meet 'em And then I'ma give 'em a little peek Inside of my brain where I keep the same me on a leash Can't tame me, bitch I'm crazy Hotter than the AZ in the middle of an AUD Now you speak on my name Guess today will be the day That I lay you in a grave for a deep sleep You're the one that's fucking with the guy Who has a conversations with himself in his own mind I'm cosigned with myself, hope I never fail Though I know I will, both minds are the well I'm psychotic with my thoughts A bi-product of the demonic lines that I thought of But I been working my way up in the game Taking names, 'cause bitch I'm insane I been developing rage Fuck it, I been in my lane Make 'em remember the name Second I dealt with the pain Nothing was ever the same Get the fuck out the way I claim today's the day that Vin Jay and Crypt Murder shit because we're tired of it So sit back and enjoy the show And listen to the minds of some psychos Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go Losing my mind (losing my soul) Losing my soul (losing control) Said I'm just fine (tell I've gone cold) But I'm losing control (everybody) Put 'em in a cage, he prone to beast Did it myself, they know that's me Put him on a track, he stole that beat They don't wanna battle man, they all retreat Vin Jay and me, C-R-Y-P-T No time for tea, out of our mind do you see? Whenever time I'm spitting rhymes We don't even know what flow we going But we know that we going here six feet deep Been about the business, been about to kill 'em Finna get it, til I'm in and out the dealer's Pull it out and make 'em simmer down a minute Everybody better stick around and witness Fuck around and get a fifth of mine and print it Bitch I'm vicious with the sickest lines I'm spitting Intricate, I'll make you witnesses This is the finish at the beginning of your inhibition Fuck y'all, just get up out my throne Gimme the mask while I kick 'em out the door Gimme the mic y'all Vin's about to blow Geronimo, bitch, look out below Losing my mind and losing our soul I don't even know who's in my skull But he's an scary motherfucker that comment here he rapping for supper And doesn't take nothing from no one 'cause he his own Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Writer(s): David Breukers, Vincent Jacovelli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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