Vice

[Verse 1] What’s your vice, what do you live for Fuck the country, my pride is on a world tour My morals are somewhere in the next dimension Lost ethics, losing sense of direction They say that God is in the rain No wonder I feel all these raindrops on my brain Dark cloud follows me, heavy weight on vertebrae Tryna get the bills, because I know I’ll never change These written risks are what I’m addicted to Rhyming harsh facts is what I’m afflicted to Fuck your beauty, I’m the ugly truth You can’t tell me what I must and mustn’t do And there’s no excuse for what the fuck I’m doing So just shut the fuck up and let me do it Death is imminent, success is looming So mummify me and show me where my tomb is [Hook] Whether it’s hot or it’s cool We are what we are, so we do what we do Get drunk, get high Get yours, get by Whether it’s hot or it’s cool We are what we are, so we do what we do My music, my life My music, my Vice [Verse 2] Gemini flow so sick, I come before cancer Call me what, but be ready for an answer Get ready to be challenged My dear, I hope you sharpened up your antlers Because when it rains it pours But you don’t mind the flood because it hides your floors You can still see mine through the heavy rain Writing down these words as I put them on display So I only conceal my deepest secrets A shameless spirit, fuck your worldliness Saint’s can’t stand me, I’m so blasphemous The style’s godly, I gotta thank Jesus For everything he did for me I just became what the world did to me You can shed tears for me But it is what it is for me [Hook] [Verse 3] My music is my vice, my life I’m living it Keep my life under my vice, so belligerent Riding my path and no man shall cause a crash If you slander who I am, then you will feel my wrath Keep your distance unless you provide pleasure Or have the map to find buried treasure Bring me the pills cos X marks the spot Her morals on the ground, her clothes next to drop Eden on earth, she’s wearing what Eve wore Do that, I want to, bring more pills, like 3, 4 Strength in numbers, so more whores I need more Fuck love, it’s just lust to fuck, guilty we all All that to avoid the efforts of love Sex, drugs and music, nothing else much Never change, I’m just tryna get paper Hate me now, regret it later [Hook] Whether it’s hot or it’s cool We are what we are, so we do what we do Get drunk, get high Get yours, get by Whether it’s hot or it’s cool We are what we are, so we do what we do My music, my life My music, my Vice