out the fine.- Villain!
I warm it up Kane in his prime Fuck us, you insane in the mind You way out of line Money talk, boy you my time You don't to put the work in You want a taste of the shine Real talk, so it's to trust I'm in it for the long ride, like I a charter bus Scars and blood, from the deadly I bust In Czar we trust, the buy they bombs off us Blog about it naysayer, you can hardly it Who's the best? Who's the worst? We could hours Runnin' soldier field, I'm Jordan Howard Nowadays they respect money more power Money, power, respect, we all want I ain't waitin', I needed it, one sum Made men trade hands with young They stopped manufacturin' the that I'm cut from
I be laughin' at the beef as though I'm exes time you set-trip is when you binge on Netflix Reckless, run it up like, "Eso, listen Alright I like the beat except the snare, and keys" Geez, I teach but I kill them the class on So I got no pupils Spidey with the mask on Generally speaking, rhyme is five star Split personality, I with a side car I can't think of the rhyme, it be misplaced It's on the tip of my tongue like Stan face Hold on - hmm, something 'bout a fly And how you got no bars a dry town, so pipe down The beat bumps like bad "Captain gonna teach stuff", shout to Kraglin the line, yo Let the take you where the cameras can't It's very necessary a Q-Tip Grammy rant
(DOOM was imminent)
Due to jet lag, afternoon or is that night? speak proper, some airheads said he act white Catch flight, bread good so he tends to light Got jokes, but don't engage in no snap fight Could be a waste confrontin' snakes on the back bite Detrimental to culture that they lack sight, Catch him on stage, mad hype, a trashed mic Month later, in the gutter, glass pipe and a 'round for something, he still scurry Bewilder, incite riots, the gone blurry There wasn't really shit to say, much to chagrin or dismay The had 'em on the ropes, then he a big mistake and hit the hay
home and hit the day Burn the oil and freak the shit a different way Disaster, time is a Settin' fire to rappers in a moment And the potent, it's like a never-ending quotient A minute ago it was and hugs, now the fuck the dough went?
He so bent like he set the shit straight again Bombs fittin' to drop and he even close to sayin' when (V-V-Villain) Nothin' ever Was given as a blessin', think the owe him Got faith in the vessel but know when to keep Yeah and get up out your own way when a poem Those who think do, don't know him
No different than a squad of birds to blow him Charlie, get back up on your Harley Win, lose or draw, beat you at Atari Drop they ass deep in some Safari And prob'ly even got the answer to, "Who the are we?" Metal Face drone, tell the real ones, "Shalom" In a calm tone, thrown