Doom - Supervillainz lyrics

rate me

What rhymes with shillin, villain

What rhymes with shmillain, villain

He's a villain...

Yes, he is...

Set it off adrenaline rush, the boys way beyond a pen and the dutch

Stronger than hen a bag of the dust, you need to watch how they acting with us

Now time to get it in gear, get it in right here

Revenge is better than beer, Yo Doom, it's been a minute think they getting it clear (Yeah!)

When brothers reunite, make sure we party right

We rock it all night long even beyond the morning light

It's hard to see him in the light, even harder to see him on the mic

A black Benz beats being on a bike, and he can talk a gay chick outta being a dike

(New Kurious, y'all) Like that y'all, freak freak y'all (At a store near you)

To the beat y'all (Go get it)

Keep it on click fully auto, I won't stop the rock until pockets thick and gordo

More so a risk of sounding poor, bro

No tux? tickets to the award show

Normally cordial, more or less, less is more or no

Hock spit out the cockpit, stuck to the window 'till it's solid as a rock hit

Yes, he is...

He grabbed the mic like two money bags

Waiting for the getaway to count what he had

Thought he was a spaz, but dude kept wrecking

The crowd remote control, keep 'em all guessing

Funny man gave 'em nuttin like a bummy dad

Taught him how to fight with' a mic and the hottest stab

But that's the life of a villain, and you know after that, chilling

Went places got Gracie don't follow, the big joke ain't no Cola in the Coke bottle

Writing rhymes till the pen go hollow and been flow hotter than the sunshines of Marrow

And get the villain and scream, if it's not real life it's still in yo' dreams

Like that y'all, like that y'all, like that a like that and like that y'all

What rhymes with thrillin, villain...

What rhymes with stealin, villain...

He's a villain...

Yes, he is...

... That's right, I'll smack the black off of ya, punk!

Villain...

Pushin' on the couch cushion, south side Minneap never lived out in Brooklyn

Kept the faith forget the fame,

If they sweat the name let it set the lane

Held mind, cold and hard, had no regard who the chosen are

Who, you? Oh no, you played the Oboe, keep it on the low low

Rappers are candy butterscotch, I'm a let their baby mothers watch

She loves the ock, I touch the spot,

Bitch, I'm the itch, that must be a God up her crotch, heh

Now stop, leave the buildings

And leave some pills for these little villains

Hey shorty, share the flask

Let me explain why I wear this mask...

Villain!

"I want you to call me at that address if I'm still there

Gonna make sure you get cracked! "