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flow, it's feeling so villanous
I call it state of the art (yeah)
They tell me don't take it too personally, but now they don't want to depart 

I just

you with it or what
Peroxide how we sit in the cut
Make super hero music with the villanous touch
Niggas illin' for what
Nigga don't like me then my

the name
Telling everybody that I got a vivid vision
I'm villanous, I'm killing this
Let it rip, I'm indigenous 
Miss again and learn about the consequences

why the boy so ignorant
So villanous I was innocent
Once upon a time
Not so long ago
Loved ones end up dying
Now my heart is froze
Lackin a soul
Now I'm

this wicked Wiccan with intention of making incisions
Potentially ending her living,
Blood spilling splatter her linen
Feeling so villanous when she

dividends
Move with the gang like I'm villanous
Hop in a Bentley, Recliner Seats
I put my bitch in designer things
Callin' my jeweler for diamond teeth
No,

certain
None of y'all built for this
Rhyme with the wickedness 
This shit is bilblical
Federal militant
Prodigy villanous
Nobody iller than 
He is

a rhythm, and then I'm killin' a syllable
And I'm lit when I'm feelin' it
What's a villanous synonym?
Say my flow is too sloppy, but your ass only got one
My

licorice
Pussy villanous
And it's no strings
When she throw that thing
Like a ventriloquist
Space Jam shawty shit be moving slow motion
Like a comet, watch

angel eyes
I seen it
I never would tell no lies
I dig it
I want it
I need more highs
I'm living a low life
Ain't no prime
I'm villanous
Never will face no

maine ki beginning
Tabse mai top notch, I be killing it
Villanous, violence hai minimal
Haalat hai critical
Kaide se criminal, aage hai pinnacle aur.....

This a mischievous sound
Im really feeling it
Like somebody sneaking around
And acting villanous
See i got a strong affinity
Toward the wicked shit

don’t know, better ask somebody
Villanous like the late John Gotti

Layin in bed, my strap by my side
Home invasion if they get inside
They’ll all be dead

a villanous den
But warm up in the glow of the sol
Thoughts form into one and become
As we lower control
Opening holes in reality our vocals exposed
Shown

again

They're so villanous
These old ghosts
They've come back again
You reap what you sow

If I could change it
Do it all again
Now that I know
I'd never