Curls (Bonus Track)

Lyrics

[Intro] The A-F-R-O Villain [Verse 1] The bull Fullerton pilgrim, bullet spin income Mullet stench stiff, pull a coordinate contender The ornament in Christmas, morphed, fit and stuffed Form ripped enough, doors close when it shut Black man with the briefcase, stand and his feet shake Played past the relay, drained half the sweep-stakes Aggravated, lack of his patience Raps from his age straight entrapped in his wave-length Poetic teacher, stoned in bed and sleepin' Colder weather, gold-embedded, glowin' Heaven features First prize Godfather, certified mobster Turn shine to sparkles, word of mine prosper Eat a burger, why lobster? Murmur lines, watch as the purty dime slobs him [Chorus] You can't fuck with the villain! You can't fuck with the villain! [Verse 2] A different story prolific, know your own intention Foreign for invention, your smorgasbord defenses! Scorn the mortal temptation, born the course of pen basis Forming more of horrorcore, the pouring whore's menstruation Please let me get you a towel Fend then empowered, spend ten of his hours Sentimental sensitive metal gentle edgy women Been livin' in a dreaded heavy mental facility Time minus nine, add a two, it's eleven Shoot bend and stretch it, cruel wretched reverend [Chorus] You can't fuck with the villain! You....