Hayden Forbes – Vicious Musicians II Lyrics

Hayden Forbes – Vicious Musicians II Lyrics

Vicious Musicians II Lyrics by Hayden Forbes

“Vicious Musicians II” is the fifteenth track off of Hayden Forbes’ debut album A Musician’s Nature.

“Vicious Musicians II” is the follow-up to Hayden Forbes’ debut song “Vicious Musicians”. Four years later, Hayden has returned to this series for his debut album with four new people to continue the legacy…

[Intro: Hayden Forbes & Sydney Dobratz]
That’s right
Had to come back and hit ’em with a sequel!
Hayden!
Dude, I just listened to your new song you’re working on
Dude, it’s gonna be a hit
I’m definitely ready to mix this one
Please, call me back ASAP
See you later

[Verse 1: Hayden Forbes]
I’m a vicious musician who’s very musical so please get ready (Ooo)
Good in the evil, Anghellic, Crook, or a Vegas missionary
Kind of magic, ‘86, abundance from a divine messenger
Of better words, better hurt, better verse of vile metaphors
Wooo!
A vernacular masquerade
Of the ventriloquistic melodies comin’ from that vending machine
So don’t be severely mistaken, listen to this boy’s tale
Of a man who’s so savage, he could send his calling to voicemail
(At the beep please leave)
Uh!
You’re very vindictive of my music
A vinyl madman who can now make a fusion
Of boom bap and new trap
With lo-fi, how do I do that? (Uh)
Compile it, design my hits
Makin’ you venomously malnourished (Ooo)
Toxic topics won’t get by so get my
Sick mind wrapped up with a twist tie
It’s a Vagabond, Misterwives (Yah)
Volcanic mannerisms in a throwback alma mater (What)
Vast motivation to make victims with this viral manslaughter

[Chorus: Hayden Forbes & (BBryce)]
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one
Now back with a double tap, cocked and loaded with the verse done
We’ve got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck, we’re vicious musicians
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one (Ooo!)
Now back with a double tap, cocked and loaded with the verse done
We’ve got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck
Konnichiwa
(Uh it’s BBryce)

[Verse 2: BBryce]
It’s just how I was raised as an artist starvin’ tryna find a way
Try disturbin’ me then I’ll be smirkin’ standin’ by your grave
Been hibernatin’ in the booth, they fucked with me now I’m awake
It’s over with when I touch the mic this whole entire town’ll shake
I hear ’em sayin’ Bryce has changed
Damn right I’ve been evolvin’
And I don’t have time to waste
The games you play are so exhaustin’
Not even at my best huh?
Y’all better pray that I ain’t next up
Cause once I’m back on a fucking track, you’ll forever play a game of catch-up
(Woo!)
I was born to rhyme
The illest of poets, I go in and now they’re all mortified
Shut up and come and explore my mind
Then you will witness a war inside
No wonder why I resort to my
Booth every night to record some lines
Hopin’ they help you escape your mind
When I create it, it tortures mine
The hate won’t hinder my career
Providin’ hope is why I’m here
Nowadays if I take a shot you aren’t even safe in some riot gear
Now Double B’s on a killin’ spree
I pray for ya I’ll really weep
I could have the game in a chokehold even down bad really feelin’ weak so

[Chorus: Hayden Forbes & (Jerrod Gander)]
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one
Now back with a double tap, cocked and loaded with the verse done
We’ve got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck, we’re vicious musicians
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one
Now back with a double tap, cocked and loaded with the verse done
We’ve got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck
Konnichiwa
(Fuck these musicians!)

[Verse 3: Jerrod Gander]
I’m an artist in every form
Rappin’ and conjurin’ storms
Actin’ up out of the norm
Sit in my room for hours and don’t even answer the door
(What are you doing in there?)
It’s not a problem, it’s a lifestyle
You play me and it’s lights out
Craftin’ these rhymes like I’m playin’ fuckin’ Minecraft (Uh)
Every feature I do is another completed side quest (Hey)
I’m fast and I’m furious (Vroom, vroom, vroom)
Always leave ’em delirious
Gotta stay on my toes and jump to every conclusion
I got a lot but won’t lose it (Uh)
The way I’m rappin’ is lucid (Yeah)
These bitches think that I’m stupid (Uh)
Forget they like to confuse it with losers (Yeah)
Abuse ’em and use ’em just to keep motivation
Every record I make, there’s another one waitin’
To be released to the streets
Yeah I’m a freak with the beats
Just ask MoRoZek, everything I made I gave away free (Uh, uh, uh)
But
That’s alright with me
You see
Cause I’m a vicious musician
Now ain’t no one stoppin’ me (Woo!)

[Chorus: Hayden Forbes & (Provost)]
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one
Now back with a double tap, cocked and loaded with the verse done
We’ve got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck, we’re vicious musicians
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one
Now back with a double tap, cocked and loaded with the verse done
We’ve got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck
Konnichiwa
(It’s not that serious)

[Verse 4: Provost]
Inconspicuous
Until I’m ready to rip shit up (Yep)
Twisted like this dixie cup
After I take a shot and get invigorous (Woo!)
And when you say my rhymes simplistic bruh
I wanna grab a pistol and just whip you
Cause I’m a vicious musician with malicious intent with this fiction
When I was just a little cringe bling
I never thought this shit would make my life different
Figured it’s about time I gotta reinvent myself
To become how I want you to listen
Screamin’ at me when I piss them off (Yeah)
Leak nudes of my D, I just shit big logs (Huh?)
Actually on second thought
To be honest wit ya dog I don’t give a fuck
I’mma just (Hold up)
Fill ’em with the venom
And resuscitate ’em just to disintegrate ’em
And incinerate ’em until they’re fuckin’ Satan
And erased from this nation for every other motherfuckin’ Asian
Thinkin’ Nathan is a racist
I don’t even know what it is that I’m motherfuckin’ sayin’
But I guess it’s the complainin’ that
I don’t like to refrain from when I’m sprayin’
I’m slayin’ so better stay away from me hangin’ in your basement
With the mask of Jason
Ready to slash your face up
Stingy with decisions (Ugh)
But relentless with precision, you can miss me with them bitches
Who fiend to be treated like a princess
Mat4yo knows what it’s like to be in this
Since we first got trapped on the interwebs
And Glitches been backstabbed we became vicious musicians too!

[Chorus: Hayden Forbes]
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one
Now back with a double tap, cocked and loaded with the verse done
We’ve got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck, we’re vicious musicians
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one
Now back with a double tap, cocked and loaded with the verse done
We’ve got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck
Konnichiwa