SUPERVILLAINZ

What rhymes with shillin, villain
 What rhymes with shmillain, villain
 He's a villain.
 Yes, he is.
 + (Doom)
 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? who needs 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 dare
 Taught him how to fight wit' 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'mma let their baby mothers watch
 She loves the ock, I touch the spot
 Bitch, I'm the itch, that must've got up her crotch, heh
 Now stop, fill 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!"