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out the fine.- Villain!

I it up like Kane in his prime
Fuck with us, you in the mind
You cowards way out of
talk, boy you wastin' my time
You don't want to put the in
You just a taste of the shine
talk, so it's hard to trust
I'm in it for the long ride, I drive a charter bus
Scars and blood, from the deadly I bust
In we trust, the army buy they bombs off us
Blog it naysayer, you can hardly doubt it
Who's the Who's the worst? We could argue hours
Runnin' soldier field, I'm Jordan Howard
Nowadays they respect more than power
Money, power, respect, we all want
I ain't waitin', I it, one lump sum
Made men trade hands with guns
They stopped manufacturin' the cloth that I'm cut

I be laughin' at the beef as I'm body-shamin' exes
Only time you set-trip is when you binge on
Reckless, run it up like, "Eso, please
Alright I like the except the snare, kick and keys"
Geez, I teach but I kill them the class on
So I got no like Spidey with the mask on
speaking, each rhyme is five star
Split personality, I with a side car
I can't think of the rhyme, it must be
It's on the tip of my tongue like Stan face
Hold on - hmm, something a fly sound
And how you got no bars like a dry town, so pipe
The bumps like bad skin
"Captain gonna teach stuff", to Kraglin that's the line, yo
Let the mind take you the cameras can't
It's very like a Q-Tip Grammy rant

(DOOM was imminent)

Due to jet lag, good or is that night?
Militants speak proper, some airheads said he act
flight, bread good so he tends to pack light
Got jokes, but usually don't engage in no snap
Could be considered a confrontin' snakes on the back bite
Detrimental to culture that they sight, ass-wipe
Catch him on stage, mad hype, with a mic
Month later, in the gutter, glass and a flashlight
'round for something, he still scurry
Bewilder, incite riots, the gone blurry
There really shit to say, much to they 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 midnight oil and the shit a different way
Disaster, time is a
Settin' fire to rappers in a monumental
And the game's potent, like a never-ending quotient
A ago it was smiles and
hugs, now where the the dough went?

He so bent it's 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 when to keep rowin'
Yeah and get up out your own way deliverin' a poem
who think they do, don't know him

No different than a squad of birds to blow him
Charlie, get back up on your Harley
Win, or draw, plus beat you at Atari
Drop they ass deep in far-off Safari
And prob'ly even got the to, "Who the hell are we?"
Metal Face squad drone, tell the ones, "Shalom"
In a calm tone, bomb