I'm a Super Villian where the fucks Kick ass? One kick to the chest will give em whiplash Crack a 6-pack, light a bogie up Twist a Bamboo, cuz bein sober sucks I'm the dopest young buck with this rap shit Crazy motha fucker in need of a strait jacket Rap it, grab the track and face bash it Every instrument and the beat will lay in the casket Ha, cuz you know I leave em hurt son On the Grassy Knoll. sniper rifle nerf gun You aint ready for the crazy shit that Chris will pull Fuckin despicable, leavin every hater miserable Kicked back, so come on and distract I hit em so hard they can't help it but sit back I spit raps amazing They flip the fuck out like Liam Neeson When his daughter was kidnapped and taken
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I'm mentally insane On more cocaine than Rick James Chuggin doober while I be drivin and switch lanes This kids brains suffer psychosis Runnin into oncoming traffic with a helmet and a roast clip The dope shit, that roll, and smoke shit Hotter then bein on the equator with a code zip Get your boat flipped I leave em capsized They smell the chronic in the air when I pass by I give em bad vibes But you know I flow butter DC, Boston the stone cold stoner I took a shovel out and I buried The Undertaker Drop the scissors and attack rocks with paper Lord Vader mixed with a little Darth Maul Pedal to the medal til the fuckin car stalls Adderall, Ritalin, LSD I'm meet you up in Webby's world Yo, Follow me!
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I always got one eye open like a coked up Cyclops No time for sleep, not a day that the grind stops Kill a beat when I grab the mic, watch Connect more dots than a bag of dice got The Raps I drop get flipped like IHOP Throw more kicks the nukes I bought cuz I rock Make time stop like the Prince of Persia Wanted in 47 states lyrical murder So believe the shit, I plead the fifth After a four speed of bulimic chicks Swedish fish I'm an evil prick With some diesel pits Slaughter any competition that I'm beefin' with Beatin Chris? Nah, not likely I whoop my own ass with a tire iron now come fight me Till God strikes me down, I'll keep goin Givin Satan himself this free promotion Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeahhh
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I'm a Super Villian where the fucks Kick ass? One kick to the chest will give em whiplash Crack a 6-pack, light a bogie up Twist a Bamboo, cuz bein sober sucks I'm the dopest young buck with this rap shit Crazy motha fucker in need of a strait jacket Rap it, grab the track and face bash it Every instrument and the beat will lay in the casket Ha, cuz you know I leave em hurt son On the Grassy Knoll. sniper rifle nerf gun You aint ready for the crazy shit that Chris will pull Fuckin despicable, leavin every hater miserable Kicked back, so come on and distract I hit em so hard they can't help it but sit back I spit raps amazing They flip the fuck out like Liam Neeson When his daughter was kidnapped and taken
(Chorus)
I'm mentally insane On more cocaine than Rick James Chuggin doober while I be drivin and switch lanes This kids brains suffer psychosis Runnin into oncoming traffic with a helmet and a roast clip The dope shit, that roll, and smoke shit Hotter then bein on the equator with a code zip Get your boat flipped I leave em capsized They smell the chronic in the air when I pass by I give em bad vibes But you know I flow butter DC, Boston the stone cold stoner I took a shovel out and I buried The Undertaker Drop the scissors and attack rocks with paper Lord Vader mixed with a little Darth Maul Pedal to the medal til the fuckin car stalls Adderall, Ritalin, LSD I'm meet you up in Webby's world Yo, Follow me!
(Chorus)
I always got one eye open like a coked up Cyclops No time for sleep, not a day that the grind stops Kill a beat when I grab the mic, watch Connect more dots than a bag of dice got The Raps I drop get flipped like IHOP Throw more kicks the nukes I bought cuz I rock Make time stop like the Prince of Persia Wanted in 47 states lyrical murder So believe the shit, I plead the fifth After a four speed of bulimic chicks Swedish fish I'm an evil prick With some diesel pits Slaughter any competition that I'm beefin' with Beatin Chris? Nah, not likely I whoop my own ass with a tire iron now come fight me Till God strikes me down, I'll keep goin Givin Satan himself this free promotion Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeahhh
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