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"The Villain"(Talkin)]
Ha Ha
"The Villain"
Shadow all up in mothafucka
High, off that sticky gram weed
Livin the thug life, drug life
Packin snubs, weed all day bud life
fuck wit it baby

[Mr.
the unfadable, confrontation with I is consequencial
Me and Slush "The Villain" makin advisories parental
Fuck a presidental
I roll wit thugs in on Lomos
Or on chrome d's
Follow me and see why calls me hostile
How mothafuckas be hatin cause I live a gangsta
My profile is so wild you wouldn't kick 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 falls rain to the streets you'll fall
And all I got to say to my is fuck the system
The Mistah is who I be up on this paragraph
Makin fools panic cause heard about the aftermath
I'm at the point of no return and so I burnin
Marijuina cause I want the learner

[Chorus: Slush "The Villain" and Mr.
We straight gangstas, bangers, dope
Bitch stranglers, who wanna come and hate us
Money makers, world wide got it
Walkin 50 deep through mothafuckin block

"The Villain"]
For all my enemies I got them too
Me and my faculities covered up with tattoos
So when you see me it's that you feel
Cause you know these Eses mess for real
Cause we're soldado down to putasos
Con chiflasos let's throw chingasos
I got Shadow on the of me
With that gram sticky green
get high with me
And if you say you'se my homie, don't me
Cause when I say I'm gonna kill, you best me

[Mr.
Even out of town we break down like car trouble
Tricky grab an axe and a
Show these sons of rats who gots the bag of tricks
of guns, ammunition, screwdrivers and ice picks
We pick who dies, the wolf cries
mothafuckas, catch em by surprise
We're unexpekted a car crash
Head bash a mothafucka, and him whip lash
Think fast, blink and your ass up in pieces
your mom screamin for Jesus

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