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joel jungle - villain music #3 lyrics

i grabbed the mic right off the stand & split the sea with it
smoking with moses, that original ganja that got the seeds in it
writing epic scripture, don’t stop recording til we finished
otherwise i might have to bring the staff cuz we mean business
play like an ostrich, stick your head in the dirt
don’t play like you pop, it’s hopscotch when the 17 burst
they treat your coffin like jeans & put your legs in it first
before they box you up they’re touching limbs to check where it hurts
snappin necks, lemme chiropract+ this track with a verse
with a gl+ck & a gatorade, cuz blades ain’t quenching my thirst
my shot booming, it’s a boost, i’m making 450s chirp
that’s mad plastic in your face, like jason voorhees at work
+it’s halloween the whole 365, i’m down the street from where a demon sh+t another demon at the park more than 60 times
it’s harmless beef til the other guy tries to reach inside
now i gotta squeeze, it’s an m16 in between the thighs

this is villain music, tie up your hoodie throw your hands up
if you can’t understand us there’s no reason to stand up
i k!ll it with terrific intention, splitting a clam up
and spit the quickest clip in the hopes that it doesn’t jam up

we outshine, sunsets at 7:59, in ancient times i would’ve been the royal scribe with the illest lines
it gets sick, after six i’ll ask if you’re feeling fine
once it hits primetime, lucky 7s get switched with 9s
this is villain music, samurai jack adapting quickly
i chase what is due, not aku, he’s changing history
the past & the future get caught in matches like ash & misty
buss a bullet seed at ya melon piece & get wrapped in mystery
my 40 poppa keep my body secure (seguro)
to stop the pain & protect from change like an epidural
the style is puro so write my checks in dollars & euros
we roll up zips as sh+lls zip, you could get hit in plural
when i perform , provide the back end, there’s no back & forth
if i return, i might have to flash like vicki valencourt
when i was young i sold bags for polo, i tr+pped for sport
$20 bags for any cat that looked like macklemore

- joel jungle lyrics

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