Villainz

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ware-Wolff] It's the motherfucking big bad wolf at it again With an ax, kicking back on the track with REDSiN Evil's what I intended to do, I man all the events To the cold bitter end, I'm a mad villain Think you've got what it takes? Show us what you've got We'd be ready to go and meet you right on the spot We'd be raiding in your home, is it really what you wanted? Run it up with guns drawn like you just got fucking swatted The Leader of The Lost, slaughter my psychologist Fucking a grenade up his ass, proctologist With a Joker smile and bombs sent to bridges Going off anywhere, it's like Gotham up in this bitch I stay with a sharpened blade and I love to decapitate I'll leave you headless in seconds and without any hesitation Executioner style, I let pollution and vile shit Get by on the fly, switch, say goodbye bitch While you're tied up, applied with the lives set afire Dynamite sticks in your vice grip, you at high risk Unalive and got a virus that's inside of me Like nothing ever seen before, a fucking anomaly I'm at wits end, I'ma be my own demise Never end it 'til I'm dead and then I need to be lobotomized [Verse 2: REDSiN] A sick thought though, you can read it in the paper Front page of the news, REDSiN's a fucking rapey Or an angel, I'm a strange, killed the Lord in the manger Your blood is a flavor, killing evil faggot rapists And I'm dangerous, you could say that I'm a catalyst Bestiality, have 'em wonder where the cattle is Pickton on the farm and I'm teaching the kids harm Cut up the authorities, I'm sounding the alarm And it's calming, peep the sound of all these bombings Say I'm shocking when you hear my gun cocking I'm mocking Jesus when I'm walking You see I'm crazy rocking, sick as killers stalking I'm haunting you... I kidnapped animals, pinned 'em on a crucifix You don't know what to do when you run up [against the lunatics?] Call me Satanist or one of the other demons, let you know that you are scandalous Realistic terrorist, leave you fucked up mentally You better call a therapist, there's no helping me They studied up my chemistry, it's destiny to leave bodies hanging Cut off their titties, with my dick I'm rearranging all the parts and the organs Killing orphans, take out my knife Pick a few more than endorphins go insane I'm a messenger of pain The Devil's puppet, black blood in my veins
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Credits
- Writers
- Ware-Wolff
- Redsin