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"The Villain"(Talkin)]
Ha Ha
"The Villain"
Shadow all up in this
Hella High, off that sticky weed
Livin the thug life, sellin life
Packin snubs, weed all day bud life
Can't fuck wit it

[Mr.
It's the unfadable, confrontation I is consequencial
Me and "The Villain" makin your advisories parental
a presidental limosine
I roll wit thugs in maximas on
Or on chrome d's
Follow me and see why everybody calls me
How mothafuckas be hatin cause I a gangsta lifestyle
My is so wild you wouldn't wanna kick it
With these two young thugs, packin and gettin convicted
Inflictin much like my a.k.a. was migrain
Make a fool swallow for disrespectin my name
From the sky falls rain to the you'll fall victim
And all I got to say to my is fuck the system
The Shadow is who I be up on this paragraph
Makin fools panic cause they about the aftermath
I'm at the point of no return and so I burnin
Marijuina cause I want the higher

Slush "The Villain" and Mr. Shadow]
We gangstas, bangers, dope slangers
Bitch stranglers, who wanna come and hate us
Money makers, world got it locked
Walkin 50 deep through mothafuckin block

"The Villain"]
For all my enemies I got gats too
Me and my faculities bodies up with tattoos
So you see me it's intimidation that you feel
Cause you know these fuckin mess for real
Cause we're soldado down to throw
Con chiflasos let's throw chingasos
I got on the side of me
With that gram green mothafucka
Come get with me
And if you say my homie, don't decieve me
Cause when I say I'm gonna kill, you believe me

[Mr.
Even out of we break mothafuckas down like car trouble
grab an axe and a shovel
Show these of hood rats who gots the bag of tricks
Full of guns, ammunition, screwdrivers and ice
We pick who dies, when the cries
Brutalize mothafuckas, em by surprise
We're like a car crash
Head bash a mothafucka, and give him whip
Think fast, blink and it's ass up in pieces
your mom screamin for Jesus

"The Villian"]
I a fuck mothafucka
to buck mothafuckas
Better duck or that ass'll get mothafucka
I got all I need to suceed, get to test em
Pocket full of weed and a gun that's of teflon
I'ma mothafucka thug no love
I'm seein my enemies sleepin in their blood
I'm fantasizin homicidal thoughts Charles Manson
Money schemin to come up, like hold you for ransom
It's all about the skrilla homie, I'll put a price on head
And iIf they pay up by mornin best believe that you're dead
Playin wit your life God but I don't care
Ain't gon let nobody me from bein a millionaire
It be a gun ese till one of us dies
Best believe tryin to aim my heat between your eyes
Only on my bullet, my I'm gonna engrave
Slush "The Villain" put that ass to the grave,