Brain Dead (Explicit) - Vin Jay

Lyrics by：Vincent Jacovelli

Composed by：Vincent Jacovelli

Yeah

Back to my roots

The spark that fueled the fire

The hunger that started it all

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

I'm back to mauling the game

And keeping it merciless

With bloody rhymes y'all couldn't

Stop the flow with a tourniquet

They want some melodies from

Me but I prefer to spit

'Cus every song I makes a hit

Record it's like a nervous tick

But all this paper got

Me cold and emotionless

If you saw the bank you'd think

I made my dough flipping opiates

Went from broke to a mogul known

As the dopest of vocalists

So the only thing that y'all can

Do now is hope that it's over with

I've been a legend never questioned my worth

At 15 knew this rapping

**** was destined to work

Don't get it twisted when

I pull up the Chevy Traverse

'Cus I'm a Semi truck *****

I make a mess when I swerve

My trajectory is wealth

And that's predictable as ****

I'm in love with the paper

Plus addictions in my blood

I never been the type to get

Convicted with some thugs

I'm the type that if you tryna

Run a business I'm the plug h*e

Y'all got no accolades

Nothing that I'd congratulate

I'd call you serpents but y'all

Are rabbits and I'm the rattlesnake

It's clear as day I don't

See the need to elaborate

Y'all living with your mamas

And jerking off to some anime

We're not alike and I've

Proven this **** consistently

Just try to follow my path

Homie you'll fail miserably

**** the 1st and the 3rd

I give 'em burns in 5th degree

Simply put this rap game

Without me is history

I made it mama take a look at what your boy did

Came a long way from stressing 'bout unemployment

Use to work with pesticides just to make a coin flip

Ironic 'cus I still get paid to spray poison

Remember skipping outta class so I could blast shady

I'd lock myself in my room and master my craft daily

Now fast forward a decade passionate fans play me

I'm past wavy I'm the hurricane that crashed Haiti

Category five

Water half a story high

Stop complaining quit your

*****ing just be happy you're alive

I got 'em all offended but it happens all the time

Ask me how I sleep at night it's in the laboratory high

Been a d**e showman

**** you is my whole slogan

These woke folks are probably

Products of broke trojans

My rap styles first degree murder with no motive

My foes choking harder than hoes who condone throating

Your hate is obsolete I've been winning beyond belief

Y'all should just stop the

Gossip and focus on dodging poverty

Life is on the road but my hobby is copping property

Ballin' but still driven my

Life has turned into Rocket League

I got 'em wondering how much hotter the flame get

But it's mother ****ing redrum until it rains red

Flip off my doubters numb

Your feelings with some pain meds

I'm on the throne ***** and

I ain't moving like I'm brain dead

I'm on the throne ***** and

I ain't moving like I'm brain dead

I'm on the throne ***** and

I ain't moving like I'm brain dead

I'm on the-on the-throne-throne-moving

Like I'm brain-brain dead

I'm on the throne ***** and

I ain't moving like I'm brain dead