Hip Hop is always changing and for most catz to stay relevant they have to use a gimmick. 'I Maintain' is for all artists who evolve without some industry gimmick to sell records. Just real catz making real music. Visit www.tygervinum.com for more.
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Lyrics
One of the hottest in this game, blessing flows like a mystic.
Spitting twisted, cannibalistic, futuristic linguistics.
Each word detailed and cryptic, intellectually vicious.
Watching suspicious n*** s smiling like, something's delicious.
Selling dope by the speakers, to clubbers, geekers and tweekers.
Thrill seekers on holiday, drinking shots by the liter.
You best approach me with caution; the wrong move can cause a riot.
I'll leave some iron-up in you guts, like it was part of your diet.
Ghetto scholar amassing power, with wicked written scriptures.
In staircases and dark places, that look like Escher pictures.
Before poisonous you say mister, when speaking my name.
Using slang that burns brains, like flames from propane.
Insane and deranged, venom running through my veins.
Have you chained to a plane by a gang, that savors pain.
Buried under a train during the rain, using a crane.
All that remains of your slain frame, is a stain.
Chorus:
I maintain spittin deranged, bringing the pain.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.
I maintain spittin deranged, bringing the pain.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.
I maintain, an spit flames.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins
I maintain, an spit flames.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.
I spit rhymes to shine, with lines that blow minds.
Smart arms like doctor Oct that'll rip out your spine.
Addicted to crime, Bacardi limes, and fine dimes.
Wearing short shirts and skirts, sipping expensive wine.
My creative inspiration comes from deep inhalation.
Off Cannabis smoke I toke, mind sharp like a mason.
I'm a industry rebel, chased by the devil for a bounty.
So I creep through back streets, cities boroughs and counties.
I keep weapons around me, but walk and stalk the path of peace.
Laying low after a show, so I don't unleash the beast.
Your appointments with GOD, I arrange the time and meeting.
The date and place are set, once your heart stops beating.
Massive internal bleeding, causes wheezing while breathing.
From pierced lung and kidney, called a Japanese greeting.
Cause I'm nice with the bliks, swords an knives even better.
Vinum's quick to split you ribs in some beef over cheddar.
Chorus:
I maintain spittin deranged, bringing the pain.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.
I maintain spittin deranged, bringing the pain.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.
I maintain, an spit flames.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins
I maintain, an spit flames.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.
I grind tracks like crack rock, back in the eighties.
Money hungry sharks, attacking like bears with rabies.
Navigating muddy waters, like Jacque Crusoe.
Hunting for sunken treasure, like strippers sliding down poles.
My position control, over my music and soul.
Watching harder n*** s fold, heart eternally cold.
They broke the mold, after vinum's creation.
Lyrical decimation, of your church congregation.
Desecration, of your statues and artifacts.
Blow-out your air sacks, upon beat impact.
Beyond the raps, guns clap, for money stacks.
I cant relax with cats, throwing knives at my back.
Hustler since birth, first taste of crème made it worse.
Now im cursed, nothing satisfies my hunger or thirst.
My perverse desire, for lyrical domination.
Twists bodies into knots, like Yoga meditation.
Chorus:
I maintain spittin deranged, bringing the pain.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.
I maintain spittin deranged, bringing the pain.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.
I maintain, an spit flames.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins
I maintain, an spit flames.
100 percent sickness, you can feel in the veins.