| I come flying out the sky on a jet surfboard
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| Shooting people with a laser gun, four points scored
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| I’m outlawed like al Qaeda
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| I bomb like jetfighters
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| I VILLY ON ME A SLEAZE
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| Superly set worlds on fire
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| And this earth shit is next, and I’m burning it down
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| When I look around, it ain’t no fucking heroes in town
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| I don’t work for that Devil shit
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| We kicked him out of Hell
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| We overthrew him, stabbed him with a cross
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| And cut off his tail
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| And so it’s ours, we freed everybody
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| Now it’s an army
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| Rotted bones or not, they headed back to they bodies
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| They coming out the graves
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| I do the splits like Prince
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| And shoot rattlesnakes out my fucking fingertips
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| I make the sky red with cracks in it
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| Give me a minute
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| Stand on top of the tallest building in the city
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| Like I did it, I’m a Soopa Villain
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| I got the whole world in my palm
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| I’m about to bite it, fucking eat it til it’s gone
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| Call your loved ones
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| You’re world
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| (Right here)
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| We’ll conquer
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| (Be scared)
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| Dark powers
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| (Voodoo wicked with the black magic staff)
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| No heroes
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| (Anywhere)
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| To stop us
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| (No care)
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| It’s ours
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| (Once we take it we ain’t giving it back)
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| The mighty flowa'
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| I cock the hammer like the mighty Tho. |
| or
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| This games ova'
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| I took down your high scora'
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| Lyrical dictator like Fidel Castro
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| Quick to blast four more po-po then the time before
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| Soopa Villain make a killing
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| Multi-killionaire, pealing
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| Banana skins back, lear jet black
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| Take off, touchdown on a remote air strip
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| Hundred round clips, laser beam, Uzi bitch
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| Turbo chips and all whips
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| Got a monster grip on the planet
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| This madness you can’t understand it
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| Its harder then granite
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| To take over the world exactly how I planned it
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| The coach who told the quarterback the play and he ran it
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| Touchdown, 7, the mack 11 sprayed 7
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| And jam, but still I got enough explosives in the place to blam
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| With the matrix in your face
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| Here we go once again
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| Trying to take over the world with the Soopa Villains
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| This ain’t your land bitch, it’s ours, so I guess we taking over
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| Pistol packing, gun clapping, making warm bodies colder
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| Look over your shoulder, can you see my face?
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| Is there somewhere else you’d rather be then up in this place?
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| Well you can’t, so just face it
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| The world’s about to change
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| Go to sleep and pray to God that you wake up again
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| Do you see the sun light slowly fade away?
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| Day after day you erase your pain
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| Ain’t it super that these villains are finally taking over?
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| As these haters keep on hating all these real ones ask for more
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| Ain’t it silly that every time I light up a Philly
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| Everything I never understood becomes more clearly?
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| If you can’t you need to smoke, look at the Earth from a distance
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| Take a big fucking hit for every time that you witness
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| Some fucking heartache and pain, going through hard times
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| A mothafucka just like me about to take what’s mine
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| We taking over |