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masin - villain (ft. shoota perk) lyrics

i’m short but tough n-gg- u get slumped
talk sh-t
get hit
with the back of the pump
n-gg- r-t-rded he like forest gump
dat hoe got some got -ss u know that sh-t plump
n-gg-s be beefing but they got not reason
cubic zirconia sh-t ain’t be freezin’
she all on my d-ck u know she be teasing
got kfc chicken with packets to season
slick with the sh-t yeah they call me will noke
ya i got the gas yeah f-ggot i smoke
yo b-tch she be crazy she off of the c-ke
she got on her knees on my d-ck and she choke
m.i.c.h.a.e.l
give em cte like nfl
i’ll catch those hands u can’t oh well
u get f-cked tay k in jail
sick on the rhythm yeah coco puff spitting
we willin’ to fill in our chillin’ with illin’
a cynical maniacal track of the realest
a pivotal point we attackin’ the greatest
aim for the top, yeah finna get fame
u stay at the bottom yeah n-gg- u lame
thc to the coco brain
everybody but me should just stay in their lane

all this carelessness in my system
its disparaging all its victims
a samaritan that turned savage and began ravaging on those different
i’m not
f-cked up. i get f-cked up
i just f-ck once because f-ck love
i get sauced up and your jaw soft
and i’m problematic when faded
my sickness is to be off a bit
like a foster kid without oxygen
so i’m talkin sh-t when i’m walkin’ in
and i’ll back it up without all my friends
bipolar hits and i’m off of it
so myself and me become opposites
i know i can spit but lose confidence
and i’m honest yet, i’m provocative
a little bit vindictive riggin’ the f-cking sickness
vigorous from the rigorous training that made a sinner bluff
pull up my records is better snappin’ than wack a mole
schizophrenic and maniacal little f-ggot
a cannibal
wait a minute, a second, hoe
i’m attacking the metronome
for the package i savage i f-cking ravage like animals
i’m the antidote anecdote
i’ma cynical santa tho
how i pack up the mac and i f-cking wrap from a pedestal
i’ma sick little f-ck
and my d-ck don’t tuck
don’t get switched up
or you get fist f-cked
you can put me in cuffs
but it won’t be enough
i could bargain on my life and you ain’t finna see a bluff
no lesser than villain
dressed for a k!llin’
intestines and the rest is appealing
guest in the livin’
pressed and i’m drivin’
ready to savor sensational feelin’

- masin lyrics

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