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

[Mr.
It's the unfadable, with I is consequencial
Me and Slush "The Villain" makin your advisories
Fuck a limosine
I roll wit in maximas on Lomos
Or Impalas on d's
Follow me and see why calls me hostile
How mothafuckas be cause I live a gangsta lifestyle
My profile is so wild you wouldn't wanna it
With two young thugs, packin snubs and gettin convicted
Inflictin much pain like my a.k.a. was
a fool swallow piss for disrespectin my name
From the sky rain to the streets you'll fall victim
And all I got to say to my is fuck the system
The Mistah Shadow is who I be up on paragraph
Makin fools panic cause they heard about the
I'm at the point of no return and so I keep
Marijuina I want the higher learner

[Chorus: Slush "The Villain" and Mr.
We straight gangstas, bangers, slangers
stranglers, who wanna come and playa hate us
Money makers, world got it locked
Walkin 50 through your mothafuckin block

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

[Mr.
Even out of town we break down like car trouble
Tricky an axe and a shovel
these sons 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 him whip lash
Think fast, and it's your ass up in pieces
your mom screamin for Jesus

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