letra de villains - xilla13
cut locks quicker then i cut dueds cocain
flip it quick and quiet handle all my sh-t the same way
im old grey and b-tch im getting older
out of nice sh-t to say my bars getting colder
f-ck with a couple of break neck scary dudes
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on the avenue now look at you
im overdue like books from your middle school
im hiding too im probably right next to you
rainy day backwoods play my sh-t backwards
try to find out what i was saying on that track
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jesus h. macy
yo this that
dark energy
k!ller with no empathy
xilla we murk enemies
harder than penitentiary steel
reinventing the wheel to run you over
and i don’t f-ck with witnesses f-ck that n-gga jehovah
sharper then the blade of lawnmower
i push em in the wood chipper
to get the job done quicker
jay is one sick n-gga
type to shoot his own brother like jigga
no one iller jesus the black jack the ripper
jay,o.n.i , and pootie in control of ya street now
lemme know if any f-ck n-ggas want beef
well see how much you talking when the curb hits ya t–th
b-tch
o.n.i
they ask me what’s the depth to the sh-t that you be putting out
i turn around, in my surprise, what the f-ck are you on about
see it’s a distance between written sincere emotional clarity, disparity of flex rap and barring the f-ck out
in their eyes it’s just another chase for clout
but in my mind it’s how i put to rest my doubts
i’ll simmer down and take a breath, proceed to unwind my stress, what happens next is i’m consumed with the rage of a burning mountain
sit the f-ck down and look around, no one to hear your screams now
just me now, could give a motherf-ck if you would bleed out
f-ck your peaceful evening, i breathe to distort your meaning, concede to me or get eaten by burning, seething
uncertainty surrounding me, clear that my mind is manic
depression, can’t f-cking stand it, i feel detached from the planet
insanity handles me like abusive stepfather
why f-cking bother, i’ll never follow the things i’m taught to fight back
in fact
i’ll probably laugh at the thought of reaction
cracked up and mastered the most passive of actions
could say i’ve blackened my heart and fully parted to darkness, hardly to far
all of me p-rs-d in hardships, mother’s blood is dripping from my cardigan
b-tch pick your f-cking face up prepare to get laced with hatred
no more patience, mr satanist here to collect my payment
grip your life when i get angry, no telling what sh-ts at stake
mo’f-ck your savior, b-tch its oni the devil, illuminatrix
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