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letra de villain - cesca! & preston hawkins & ithinkitsvexx & monsey

(hahaha)

down hard
you calling me a villain
running through the city
got the ak ready k!lling ready ripping
call the medic gunna drop the penicillin
come up in my face and ill drop you if your willing
only if your hard only if your smart
gunna drop the card gunna leave you scarred
catching you of guard (guard)
go away get up out my face
or you’ll catch a case
while you hide up in you place
while i catch this ace
running gunning catch you in the yard
murder boulevard stab you with a shard
going through our heart kind regard
run away like your going fast
put you in the past
put you in a cast
when did i f-cking ask
send away back another way
ask another way
shoot you with my ray
as the sky is turning grey
calling me the queen
only if your keen
gunna make a scene
slice up your spleen
livеr full of caffeine

ak is spraying
your shots always basic
your claiming some fakе sh-t
so no you can’t take it
i’ll k!ll you in cold blood
we used to be “buds”
then you say go f-ck me
and smoke all the bud
you got a real problem
keep whining and falling
and after a while
you’ll think that your awesome
i’m getting these thoughts
you tore us apart
now i’m going hard
you threw out my card
f-cking with b-tches
now you be getting these stiches
keep me away from every decision
now i’m gonna f-ck up your redesign mission
making a k!llin
feeling like i am a villain
strike with precision no anti collision
just making a god d-mn tradition

f-ck a tradition i made this my own sh-t
so contradicting you’re in the wrong
oh sh-t
crossing my path you’re just a bad omen
don’t f-ck with fakes they come and they goin
bury your body say it’s just a hobby
don’t care about snitches i treat you like cosby
i’m burning my bridges this sh-ts getting rocky
into the current just f-ck you like yagi
blood on road call it al la mode
f-ckin with villains we’ll enter your home
can’t f-ck with your clique cause they actin like drones
orbital vsat there’s no where to go
you ain’t got a following
ain’t no one backing you up
stop the backtracking just shut the f-ck up
you gripping a stick but i’m gripping the shift
i got the addy don’t think imma miss

seeing your corpse man i’m bout that
see that i’m up lil b-tch wanna pout bad
pulling me in i’m an outcast
say that you’re heat well b-tch i’ma doubt that
think you’re the sh-t
but all you do is d-ck ride who can actually spit
think you are sl!ck
everyone sees how you suck up to them you a b-tch
making up lies cause you got nothing on me
think that you k!lled me but there is no body
say that i’m bad bruh you never saw me
i think you’re lost better cry to your mommy
look at those tears
crying cause you got no peers
feeling your leer
bagging you up to be buried for years

- cesca preston hawkins ithinkitsvexx monsey

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