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kb the villain - overtime lyrics

[verse 1:]before punk i take out my stunts, now i start to jump, matter of fact i become a manhunt/you can’t catch me in the streets just like the other either, just like wesley snipes catching the jungle fever/malcolm x martin king coming and save us, the home of the braver i take my number from the pager/so i can ace when i facing the b-ss, right beside in the place is was heaven from grace/so wait, i more control when i been said, i am the jordan-head i wear hats to excite the dreads/it ain’t a d-mn thing gonna change, i keep control on my microphone when i been born the game/kb , why did you do it?, you knowing for my manifest fulling of my rhyme, it’s overtime/

[verse 2:]i like that, you know i like that, i got em in so you never gonna fight back/when i attack, i let a n-gga attempted to strike back, never react so i rhyming on a hype track/i fire off on my own rhyme, cuz i was ill as a freshmatic k!ll for one time/i max full effects, i test request in ya dozen c-ssettes, kb i catch wreck/i used the muscle now all i do is relax and drive, when i was young i was a fan of the nasty nas/i drop fools, coming through like you never want it, the more kicks than a baby kicking mother’s stomach/kb the villain act surprise when you rise, done exercise till the microphone apply/back in last year i was a mc talking, i never been scared till i can grab rapping parks/and semiautomatic while the gun don’t even understand, i came in every jam i’m the f-cking man/i showing raps on your n-ggas i’m in the sp-ceships, i used to watch this now i load glock clips/i am the savage, i turn to jur-ssic, born in wild, the punks acting like a f-ggot/i’m not bis-xual, i’m the intellectual, the rap wasn’t professional but ain’t no question yo/i made a lyrics of demand, you just don’t understand but in the streets, i’m very known like a brother man/for my place to disgrace, i’m already explore rap, and tell me “kb ain’t all that/for next time i rhyme, i be wild, whatever i freestyle i see foul, n-ggas acting child/my mind blowing for my rhymes, stay tuned kb the real rap coming overtime/

[verse 3:]i really going on, when it hit it till is gone, every afternoon i kick at the tune/came in the darkness, regardless, like i mark it word to marcus, hardly i really sparked it/when i will blast the curve, that’s my word while i’m doing too fast while i’m doing that and the third/i chill, p-ss the market turning today, i bagging b-tches up in east side, k!lling the matinee/pulling hits on the 5-0, so when it’s my time to blow, i waving n-ggas with the .44/my fear become so real, you going to h-ll till i feel like i shot cashmere/i grow plant seeds, don’t even think about smelling trees, the extra pocket change more cash they need me/this goes out to everybody who lives at the covington, newton county i living fat/and the all around the more props, enough about, nigel griffey rest in peace, yo, i’m out/

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