Villainous Grin Lyrics – Mir Blackwell
Singer: Mir Blackwell
Title: Villainous Grin
Look, it’s the law of the land, tats on the hand, on that gang sh#t
Armed with the hand, hand to the k when i bang it
Dangerous, wayment, pop the beam, then i flame sh#t
And yeah, we do it daily, but n#gg#s don’t ever claim sh#t
I told her just to hold the tip, king too cold with it
It was me, i turned ’em to a post, he tried approaching this
My n#gg# not with memes, we too emotionless
Tryna eat the fruits of my labor, then i show ’em where the ocean is
I tell a b#tch to mask up and get to robin or get slayed
Nothing else to say when the only option is get paid
Gun big, god hand tote it, i call it lil slugger
Nina by my side in the lab, i call it lil tucker
Knew he had a nui complex, we don’t see eye to eye
Heaven sent chopper put a crack in phosphophyllite
He ain’t acting right, he get lefts, little mac sh#t
Swear he got guts ’till his casca in a casket
Berserk, we murder masses, spur the earth in a casket
This marvin martian blaster turn a person to ashes
Colossal titan type, i will burn my burden in passing
You just a small fry, i will turn your turf into hashes
Shigaraki, maybe i’m mahito, way my hands will move
Hand to hand, i’m madara, few opps, i can hand it too
Underhanded comments get you dropped like a paratroop
Metal, pop it, empty his noodle, something like can of soup
If the loop is not a fan of you, we pop up like the phantom troupe
Rob that n#gg# blind, we took his twitter handle, too
Play your cards right or exodia dismantle
Got my eyes on the gold, tryna show you what these bands’ll do
Big boss, drop a whole clan cause i’m pissed off
Switch sauce, your dawg cursing me, knock your pits off
Big talk ’till you see that n#gg# soul lift off
Chris paul, pass the round to ciyo, watch the clip talk
On some movie sh#t, load the clip, then i go bananas
Leave you and a kin sky-walkin’ with them golden hammers
I’m ganon, the only man among these b#tches
b#tch samus, keep a hand cannon, rollin’ through the trenches
I’m picasso when i draw the weapon
He da vinci, withdrawing his last check as i’m pullin’ the pen
I feel like i’m richter, bringin’ ’em back just to kill him again
Bullet in his bullet hole’s hole like he philly the kid, b#tch
Foes only talking for the show like they gillie da kid
Majin buu, i came to kill again with a villainous grin
Meliodas, demon in the flesh, is he really a kid?
Killing on command with this wrath, is it really a sin?
Like hidan opps doubt and question if he really dead
Pain path with the blaster, strapped like a city fed
Asura, this head cannon different, you ain’t drilling lead
Choppa put a cap up on his head like he philly bred, talk!
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