VILLAINS (Freestyle)

Yo, I've been chillin' like a villain cause I'm mad lazy
But laying down and dreaming high is making Matt crazy
And all these other rappers whining like a bad baby
So I devour them for breakfast like a fat lady
But they gave me indigestion cause I'm eating junk (Junk!)
Motherfucker emphasize that like the 'p' in punk (Punk!)
Freeing up my schedule now so I can see a dub
I'm a bully to this track, it's getting beaten up!

Back to writing a sixteen in less than hours, yeah
Take the power back, bad kid like a Sour Patch
And if you doubting that, you can shout it back
But come up on me and I'll drop you like a flour sack (God damn)

This is raw shit, coming straight from the heart
But I'm a master of it too, 'cause I trained for my art
No pulling punches, no mercy when you slay from the start
No missing shots, you know why? 'Cause I aim with an arc!

(Yo Matt let me hop on this real quick. Ahem!)

My flows are so hypnotic, legendary like Nas, Illmatic
Electrocute you with my static, don't need four to be fantastic
Switching up with different tactics, blastin' off like Team Galactic
Slashing ancients from Jurassic, damage slammin' on this classic

When I come in with Matt, you better scat
Like a rat cause you're trash it's sad
I grasp my gat, your crowds are ass
Coming in last, I'm fast like Flash
When I hype up the mass
You're in the past (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, yeah!)

Cut you off like Virgil Abloh with his Off-White (White!)
My vision twenty-twenty, I got my goals set on sight (Sight!)
Turn into a beast as I terrorize night (Grrr...)
I got a bad rapper pie, now I'ma take a slice (Slice!)

Goin' insane, clawin' my brain
All of you suckers can't feel my pain
Jump from a plane into a train
Splatter your brains 'til your shirt gets a stain
I got the reigns, you're in the rain
Blowing your mind like I'm David Blaine
You cannot fathom my gain or explain
Why I never complain or even why I remain

Look into my eyes and you can witness your demise
Petrify you like Medusa, boy you lookin' paralyzed (Yeah)
Traumatized is what you're feeling as my soul is demonized
I'm the devil in this new age watching all you drop like flies

Fuckin' suck a dick or grab a pen and write some rhymes you prick
I'll cock a gun I'm sick like Rick
Flickin' through these dimensions bitch (I'm Grandpa Rick!)
Tryna get a lick of fame, but what you rap already exists
Here's your exit slip, land a hit
And then I'll knock you in Satan's pit (Yeah!)

I'ma bring the whole motherfuckin' ruckus (Woo!)
Wu-Tang style always trumps over speakin' nonsense (Get the money)
You're like a bitchy white girl, call you a hot mess (Wah)
Then I'ma rip it in da club like I'm 50 Cent (Go shawty)

Put your hands in the air if you don't care (Nah)
This music industry is a white man's game it's unfair (Facts!)
I'm fuckin' dangerous like a wild, angry grizzly bear (Grrr...)
Don't ask me too many questions, this ain't no truth or dare (Nah)

Everybody can call me the fucking monster (Yeah)
Music is my medicine, call me the doctor (Aye)
Losing feels sore, so here's a chiropractor
Dump your body in the grave from a helicopter (Here we go)

Y'all can hear the sirens blaring, better run you're fading
Contemplating if your shots are aiming, bitch there's no debating
That I made it, rap is saturated I'm authenticated
Underrated, expiration date is up now you're outdated