Vin Jay – Cant Be Saved ft. Bingx & Luke Gawne

Cant Be Saved – Vin Jay ft. Bingx & Luke Gawne Lyrics, Letra:
(Vin Jay)
Verse 1
Look, I’ve been living like a sick individual
I’ve been lining up my enemies and killing in intervals
Think I’m mentally deranged and the kid is a criminal
When I tell em I’m a demon y’all are taking it literal
Damn, I don’t really got a demon inside of me
But I really got a problem and I need a lobotomy
Still I keep it level headed for the people who follow me
Know that YPG bout to make a monopoly
Y’all are buggin I can’t be controlled
Never really cared who stacked cream the most
I crack teeth and bones, attack beats and foes
When I get up in the booth, the track decompose
Everybody wanna come and complain with nothing to gain
The cuts but they numbin the veins
I’m lovin the pain
I’m bout to jump in front of a train
I’m fuckin deranged, a warewolf tucking the fangs
Been up on the bottom man I’m feelin like I’ll never make it
People wanna doubt it but they they only keep me dedicated
Pop another tab until I feel like I’ve been levitated
Mama lookin at me like I gone and gettin medicated
Swear they hate like gasoline, that’s why they get fired up when they laugh at me
Just gimme a mic and I’m a hit them with a masterpiece
They can’t compete
They dealin with a savage beast

(Chorus)
If I’m bout to lose it, I’m the only one to blame
Victim to my thoughts think I’m never gonna change
Know my soul is burning still I feel no pain
Trying to pray to God but no I can’t be saved
If I’m bout to lose it, I’m the only one to blame
Victim to my thoughts think I’m never gonna change
Know my soul is burning still I feel no pain
Trying to pray to Go but no I can’t be saved

(Bingx)
Verse 2
Little aggravated, when I wanna make pop but the mass is grave
I’m raping tracks, they mad when I acclimate
but platinum plaques don’t come from a stagnant place
I work hard, still wealthy, even without budget
Your thoughts aren’t really what I’m getting out of it
I don’t see your feet moving, I’m keeping your mouth runnin
Judging off that, I don’t think you’re ever out runnin
Sit down, get blessed, get loud, you get checked
Bitch I’m off that
Put em on, ain’t gotta flex
Cause I been a boss, I got the checks
You ain’t off that
And I hold it down, I don’t get impressed by a little cloud or a big (?)
And your vision off track
I don’t consider a loss with me and my inner respect
To be a miserable guy gonna go gimme a check
You can never knock that ho
Got em all watchin now
What you talk about
Is what you not about
Thirty-something still livin at your mama’s
Kids like you make me wanna put a condom on
I’m pissed off
Funny, you ain’t got a problem now
Talking shit on youtube, feeling boss when I get up in their face
Motherfuckers ain’t talking now
It’s awkward now
You running outta options now
A-a-ain’t got a lot, not gonna fight you
Never claimed to be the brightest in the room
But I‘m wiser than y’all
I’m full of pride, I’m stuck in my ways
But let the arrogance blind me cause the truth is my mind is involved
I-I got my flaws, I got my faults but when I get to rappin over this homie I get applause
And when I sing I’m happy cause it shows my resolve
I rise and I fall
But look it, I survived through it all

(Chorus)
If I’m bout to lose it, I’m the only one to blame
Victim to my thoughts think I’m never gonna change
Know my soul is burning still I feel no pain
Trying to pray to Go but no I can’t be saved
If I’m bout to lose it, I’m the only one to blame
Victim to my thoughts think I’m never gonna change
Know my soul is burning still I feel no pain
Trying to pray to Go but no I can’t be saved

(GAWNE)
Verse 3
Nowadays everyone pussy they hate and they bitch and they moan when they never supposed to so they see gynecologists
I might go start an apocalypse
Droppin a bomb on Iraqis like Donald did
Catch a body (?)
Start a world war where the Bin Laden?
Goin kamikaze crash a plane in Metropolis
Bitch I been back on my block and get mac in my pocket
I’m strapped with a glock, I might murder a congressman
Fleeing the scene as I hop in the car that your mom is in
And throwing her out of it, GTA Niki y Belovi Vinovich
They call me australian when I spit flames cause I scorch the whole continent
So fuck what you heard, yea, little kid from the birb, yea
They thought I grew up a screw up cause nobody knew what I could do when I would start to write till I got on the mic and murder shit like ISIS
They began to like it, calling me an ill MC the way I dismember the achilles
These and widows peaks of each and every beat I ever meet
I never seem to ever cease, bitch I’m evergreen
Rap till I’m seventy
I’m not an earthling, I’m rap god, I’m heavenly
I put my team on the map like yosemite
Hand of god, I never plan to stop, until I’m climbing all the way up to the Everest top
And even then I’m elevated to a level above the himalayas
I’m gonna make it even if it means I gotta eliminate every single one of you haters
None will debate it, I’ve been the greatest
Don’t believe me, shit well then you can check the (?)
It’s been demonstrated every time I walk into the booth and detonate it like a stick of dynamite
When I’m on the mic they’ve been afraid of my like my name was Freddy or Jason
Till they day they put me on a ventilator
Ima be annihilating every single rapper in a ninety-nine mile radius
Fuck am I saying?! I’ll murder anybody from the east side to the west coast
(?) Town spitters fly high like the G5
youtube rappers wanna talk about me right
Pussy little bitches I cook em like deep fried
So who the fuck wanna rumble, you lookin for trouble
Don’t go beefin with me cause you’ll end up asleep six feet deep in a hole
I’ve been stacking the bodies, yo Vin Jay man where is my shovel?
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