
Date of issue: 24.09.2012
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Movie Villains (feat. Reef the Lost Cauze & Sha Stimuli) |
«I'm the authentic poet to get lyrical» |
«Queens on the motherfucking map, nigga we stay strapped» |
«So call the calvary cause we’s about to go to war» |
«I'm the (black) poet to get lyrical» |
«I kick a rhyme and make MC’s wanna hit the deck» |
«Queens on the motherfucking map, nigga we stay strapped» |
«So call the calvary cause we’s about to go to war» |
The antagonist, bad guy |
Call me the anti, super hero |
Although I can’t fly, I can’t die |
The streets pressure me, but I won’t let them Heath Ledger me |
A Joker that’s focused, your worst enemy |
I tell the judge, go ahead and sentence me |
I tried to save the game but I got homicidal tendencies |
I was trying to provide for people |
Now I switched side, Darth Vader, Dr. Evil |
Lex Luger, Magneto, spitting that Venom |
Scarecrow with a rare flow, swear I’m just beginning |
I don’t care if you show support, I hold the fort |
Down, Lord Voldemort,.44 across town |
Put the fear into good guys, look I was found |
I was lost, used to rap, now I talk underground |
But I pop, if I gotta, make sure that you drown |
In the mainstream, hate me or hand me the crown |
Sha! |
You’ll get fucking killed |
You ain’t fucking built |
You need to do some more reps, drink some muscle milk |
That just sound gay |
I let a round spray |
Life is beautiful but you wanted a downgrade |
Not a sound made |
All you hear is thump |
I don’t understand your language, all I hear is chump |
Tell that bitch to jump, ja jump |
Makaveli in the trunk we bumping 'Hit Em Up' |
When We Ride On Our Enemies |
Niggas in the grass, on your like a centipede |
Caterpillar, don’t matter nigga the brain splatter nigga |
Masta Killa, word to the Killa Bees |
And The Chef too |
Peep the next move |
Put this machete, steadily to where your neck move |
And if that isn’t enough to see victory |
I’ll light you the fuck up like a Christmas tree |
You kidding me |
«I'm the authentic poet to get lyrical» |
«Queens on the motherfucking map, nigga we stay strapped» |
«So call the calvary cause we’s about to go to war» |
«I'm the (black) poet to get lyrical» |
«I kick a rhyme and make MC’s wanna hit the deck» |
«Queens on the motherfucking map, nigga we stay strapped» |
«So call the calvary cause we’s about to go to war» |