Vin Jay - Brain Dead lyrics

Yeah, back to my roots
The spark that fueled the fire
The hunger that started it all yeah

I'm back to maulin' the game
And keepin' 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
'Cause every song I make's 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 flippin' opiates
Went from broke to a mogul
Known as the dopest of vocalist's
So thе only thing that y'all can do
Now is hope that it's over with
I been a legеnd, never question my worth
At fifteen knew this rapping shit
Was destined to work
Don't get it twisted when I pull
Up in this Chevy Traverse
'Cause, I'm a semi truck bitch
I make a mess when I swerve
My trajectory is wealth and
That's predictable as fuck
I'm in love with the paper
Plus addiction's 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, hoe
Y'all got no accolades
Nothin' that I congratulate
I call you serpent's but y'all are
Rabbit's and I'm the rattlesnake
It's clear as day
I don't see the need to elaborate
Y'all livin' with your mama's and
Jerkin' off to some anime
We're not alike and I'm
Provin' this shit consistently
Just try to follow my path, homie
You'll fail miserably
Fuck the first and the third
I'll give 'em burns in the fifth 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
Stressin' 'bout unemployment
Used to work with pesticides just
To make a coin flip
Ironic 'cause I still get
Paid to spray poison
Remember slippin' out of class so
I could blast Shady
I locked 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 complainin', quit your bitchin'
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 dope showman
Fuck you is my whole slogan
These woke folks are probably
Products of broke Trojans
My rap style's first degree
Murder with no motive
My foes chokin' harder than
Hoes who condone throatin'
Your hate is obsolete
I've been winnin' beyond belief
Y'all should just stop the gossip
And focus on dodgin' poverty
Life is on the road but
My hobby is coppin' property
Ballin' but still driven
My life is turnin' to Rocket League
I got 'em wonderin' how much
Hotter the fame get
But, it's motherfuckin' RedRum until
It rains red flip off my doubters
Numb your feelin's with some pain meds
I'm on the throne, bitch
And I ain't movin' like I'm brain dead

I'm on the throne, bitch
And I ain't movin' like I'm brain dead
I'm on the throne, bitch
And I ain't movin' like I'm brain dead
I'm on the-on the throne-throne movin'
Like I'm brain-brain dead
I'm on the throne, bitch
And I ain't movin' like I'm brain dead