Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Supervillainz, artist - MF DOOM. Date of issue: 22.03.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Supervillainz |
| What rhymes with shillin? |
| Villain |
| What rhymes with shmillain? |
| Villain |
| He’s a villain, yes he is |
| [Verse 1: Kurious & |
| DOOM |
| Set it off, adrenaline rush |
| The boys way beyond a pen and a Dutch |
| Stronger than Henn, a bag of the dust |
| You need to watch how they acting with us |
| Now time to get it in gear |
| You can get it in right here |
| Revenge is better than beer |
| Yo DOOM, it’s been a minute, think they getting it clear ( |
| Yeah! |
| When brothers reunite (When brothers reunite) |
| Make sure we party right (Make sure we party right) |
| We rock it all night long |
| Even beyond the morning light (Morning light) |
| It’s hard to see him in the light |
| Even harder to see him on the mic |
| A black Benz beats being on a bike |
| And he can talk a gay chick outta being a dyke |
| Like that y’all (New Kurious album) |
| Freak freak y’all, to the beat y’all (At a store near you, go get it) |
| [Verse 2: DOOM & |
| Posdnuos/P-Pain |
| Keep it on click fully auto |
| I won’t stop the rock 'til pockets thick and gordo |
| More so a risk of sounding poor, bro |
| No tux, who needs tickets to the award show? |
| Normally cordial |
| More or less, less is more or no |
| *Haaach* |
| ) Hock spit out the cockpit |
| Stuck to the window 'til it’s solid as a rock hit |
| Yes, he is |
| He grabbed the mic like two money bags |
| Waiting for the getaway to count what he had |
| Thought he was a spaz, but dude kept wrecking |
| The crowd remote control, keep 'em all guessing |
| Funny man gave 'em nothin' like a bummy dare |
| Taught him how to fight wit' a mic and the hottest stab |
| But that’s the life of a villain |
| And you know after that, chilling |
| Went places, God Gracie, don’t follow |
| The big joke, ain’t no Cola in the Coke bottle |
| Writing rhymes 'til the pen go hollow |
| And been flow hotter than the sunshines of Marrow |
| It’s just the villainous scheme |
| If not real life, it’s still in yo' dreams |
| Like that y’all, like that y’all |
| Like that, a-like that and like that y’all |
| [Interlude: Posdnuos/P-Pain & |
| Prince Paul/Filthy Pablo |
| What rhymes with thrillin? |
| Villain |
| What rhymes with stealin? |
| Villain |
| He’s a villain, yes he is |
| That’s right, I’ll smack the black off of ya punk |
| Villain, pushin' on the couch cushion |
| Southside Minneap', never lived out in Brooklyn |
| Kept the faith, forget the fame |
| If they sweat the name, let it set the lane |
| Held mind, cold and hard |
| Had no regard who the chosen are |
| Who, you? |
| Oh no |
| You played the oboe, keep it on the low low |
| Rappers are candy, butterscotch |
| I’ma let their baby mothers watch |
| She loves the ock, I touch the spot |
| Bitch, I’m the itch that must’ve got up her crotch, heh |
| Now stop, fill the buildings |
| Leave some pills for these little villains |
| Hey shorty, share the flask |
| Let me explain why I wear this mask |
| Villain! |
| I want you to call me at that address if I’m still there |
| Gonna make sure you get |
| cracked! |