Marked for Deletion
The Villain
Living in the coldest times
The villain here to spit the truth
They wondering who next in line
I'm stepping in I fit the shoe
Looks like I have to wear it too
Cause rappers biting styles
Start resembling a saber tooth
I beat the odds and made it through
They told me that's what pain'll do
Cause all these David dukes
Would rather see me as the strangest fruit
My face all full of metal screws
Feeling like my name was Doom
I know the opps in full pursuit
That's why my gun dumb in the sky like a mobile suit
Living in these foolish times
I had to spit the truest rhymes
I put it out now you decide
It's garbage or it's Guggenheim
Claim you moving weight
The bank the only time you moved a dime
Stop with all the games
I hear these fakes and I know you be lyin
Sharks all in the water keep a trident when I scuba dive
Never put my tool aside
They asking who am I
I'm Makaveli getting crucified
And this is do or die
I seen em hate and scrutinize
You hit the brakes so you behind
I need a plate the food arrived
These little fakes get neutralized
Ain't tryana wait for bluer skies
A 9 to 5 is suicide
If you ain't grinding on that drive
Then we ain't seeing eye to eye
That's why my circle getting tight
I only rock with certain types
Who seen the dark we'll see the light
And I might get a little bit savage when I spit
If they push me to the edge it's only malice in these clipse
Living in the fakest times
I had to let the truth be told
The coldest in the studio
Since I was playing yugioh
I put that on the gods
Eating like a megladon
You starving no Ramadan
You faker than comic con
I started out a vagabond
Now I'm on the autobahn
Autopilot always on
And my crew a nation deep
So you can call me Farrakhan
Pay no attention to nay sayers
Who tsk tsk when you take risks
Like day traders
I'm throwing out haymakers
Til they all lay vacant
Only hate us creatives
Til we hot when we made it
Or hot like cremated
That's that posthumous prosperous
But living in my oculus
It burn like white phosphorus
And that was just a consequence
Of lacking of a pot to piss
The villain chillin in the mist
Came to rock the rocket ship
So i bomb then pearl harbored it