Lyrics Villager Rap - JT Music, Ready up Live, Defmatch

Villager Rap

DEFMATCH:
I know you know that
Villagers trade
Well I got the illest array
So check my quality high grade
Chestplates and blades
This wasn’t stolen
It was liberated, give me a break
But when you see it, you gotta have it
How much will I take?
Cuz the first thing you’ll say
But I don’t just give things away
I want that redstone and
Diamionds might be fine if you’re game
A light sabre, custom laser
That I made from some bricks
And they work hard
Don’t know why
You wouldn’t trade for my kids
MimicGhost:
I ain’t no average villager
I’m raising up, can’t get enough
Of killing zombies, creepers, Enders, spiders
Holdin' up your torches for respect
Your village fighter
Getting higher renown cause
I’m the king of this town
Roaming the night cuz I’m allowed
Never stepping down, stand proud
And fight with your honor
Shout it loud in your belief
Cuz you gotta, make it to the top
Don’t settle down with what you got
Your worth more are you not
No matter what mob you are
You can’t have the lot without the scars
Take a seat son because we run this
You’re outta luck
If you wanna get your butt kissed
See those pumpkins?
You better not touch them
Or you’ll answer to the Iron Golem
Take a seat son because we run this
Step right up
If you want to get your butt kicked
If you pick a fight
Then you’re as good as done with
Best of luck cuz you’ll need a lot of it
ReadyUpLive:
Some call me a prankster
Ah… trick-playing gangster
Just call me Andy
In your bedroom closet
You might find a hamster
Better keep me away
Better stay awake, be alert all day
Cuz I’m light as a feather, forever
No concern for the weather, ever-y day
Can be better, laughter, when you wake up
With holes in your sweater
I’m a mastermind
Get away with my pranks ev-er-y time
You’ll come home to a house full of water
And the red hands are mine
I’ll cover stuff in dynamite
I’ll make you scared, give you a fright
I’ll top it off with silverfish
I’ll make you dance, i’ll make you itch
I’ll make you wish I didn’t exist
I’ll turn your palm into a fist
You know I’m really good at this
Cuz I leave 0 evidence
JT Machinima:
What’s the good word?
(word)
Cuz it’s time to spread it (spread it)
You want the best herb?
(Herb)
You know where to get it (get it)
If you want some green (green)
I’m always down to split it (split it)
Haters hate on me (me)
Cuz I know how to rip it (rip it)
Sipping fresh milk kickin' it with Reggae
At the farmers market, every day’s a payday
Got a lot of crops and I tend 'em right
I’d tell you more but it’s about time to pass the mic
Actually, you’re the last person
Oh, really?
chill!
uhm… CHORUS!!!
Take a seat son because we run this
You’re outta luck
If you wanna get your butt kissed
See those pumpkins?
You better not touch them
Or you’ll answer to the Iron Golem
Take a seat son because we run this
Step right up
If you want to get your butt kicked
If you pick a fight
Then you’re as good as done with
Best of luck cuz you’ll need a lot of it