COMBINe by VASSVGO Lyrics
Vassago darrrrrrk
VERSE 1:
Guitar scars
Gonna pull up the words i am a reaper uh
With or without a scythe i can kill you yuh
Of course im just joking from the beginning
This rap shit that im in is just losing
Screw loose, blues clues, need a clue for the use use of existence of the losers
Im a clown but im so corny
Im kind but a little bit horny yuh
No room for the best rappers
I need wack from the worst rappers uh
Now we gonna start to the beginning
Combine all the beats that im making
I dont want to be the best i just want to be their rest
Cuz i dont fuck with the best i just need rest for thesе
Tryhards that keeps losing cuz you jokers ain't fuckin funny
I ain't pointing this to somebody
I just want you to realizе this ain't easy i have
No talent, no hope no friends i just keep making until i straighten my loose ends
See the wackness of my songs see the wrongs of me inside the perfect storm
Uh combine all the sounds, combine all the jokers and the clowns, combine the clouds
Until we make the blow thunder and the storm make me crazy until i combine
Bih
Gonna combine some flows and the sound telling everyone i am a god a fraud in the world of existence
Existence and death caught me red handed dead blow my drop is candid, can or did
Did you see me act dead in front of my dead family fuck this life we been living in a misery
Ain't 2020 a great year, ask yourself ask your dad your mom you sister your brother if you dont have any then youre a goner or youre just a fucking loner
VERSE 1:
Guitar scars
Gonna pull up the words i am a reaper uh
With or without a scythe i can kill you yuh
Of course im just joking from the beginning
This rap shit that im in is just losing
Screw loose, blues clues, need a clue for the use use of existence of the losers
Im a clown but im so corny
Im kind but a little bit horny yuh
No room for the best rappers
I need wack from the worst rappers uh
Now we gonna start to the beginning
Combine all the beats that im making
I dont want to be the best i just want to be their rest
Cuz i dont fuck with the best i just need rest for thesе
Tryhards that keeps losing cuz you jokers ain't fuckin funny
I ain't pointing this to somebody
I just want you to realizе this ain't easy i have
No talent, no hope no friends i just keep making until i straighten my loose ends
See the wackness of my songs see the wrongs of me inside the perfect storm
Uh combine all the sounds, combine all the jokers and the clowns, combine the clouds
Until we make the blow thunder and the storm make me crazy until i combine
Bih
Gonna combine some flows and the sound telling everyone i am a god a fraud in the world of existence
Existence and death caught me red handed dead blow my drop is candid, can or did
Did you see me act dead in front of my dead family fuck this life we been living in a misery
Ain't 2020 a great year, ask yourself ask your dad your mom you sister your brother if you dont have any then youre a goner or youre just a fucking loner