Correction Lyrics Villain by Jarren Benton

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You seem like you wanna be stabbing me
Yeah, pull the blades out to jab at me
I would say that I'd [?] you drastically
But I can say, f**k a b*t*h's pride, I sink
You wonder why I think you're after me?
It's so your momma [?]
It seems to me like y'all muhf**kers practically, actively, happily mad at me
This mapped out, I'm the Solar System
I'm done with the times, I double the rhymes
I'm running, I'm high, [?]
a lie, adjust for the times
I promise you, I'm the king of the show
This is a fact that you needing to know
These bros saying that they leaving a ho
Well, you lose you and me, and I'll keep [?] below

I'll be the motherf**king villain if you ask me to be
Yeah, don't try it, I know that you're coming for me
I'll be the villian if you ask me to be (Yeah)
C'mon then, bring the beef, woo! (Ooh, oh, yeah)
Boy, these n***as like to pop sh*t (Uh), until we pull out with them chopsticks (Brrt)
n***as say he used to chop bricks (Uh-huh)- stop it, you ain't chop sh*t
You know shots out by T-boy get dropped quick
We do big tingz, keep the spot lit
Keep the glizzy on me, I will not slip
It's the booming bit' that bit the Lochness (Ha!)
Slap Marilyn Manson, this the f**kin' anthem in a mosh pit
n***as barely standin', b*t*hes slam dancin', we gon' burn and hang 'em
Boy, these n***as pu**y, they should wear a tampon (Ooo)
Then I count to million, what a f**kin' feelin
Murder on my mind, I wake up and kill 'em
Damn, another victim, slap 'em from the feeling
This the bully bitten in the f**kin' field, and (Ha!)

I'll be the motherf**king villain if you ask me to be
Yeah, don't try it, I know that you're coming for me
I'll be the villian if you ask me to be
C'mon then, bring the beef, woo!

Hella f**ked up when the coke [?]
Then gotta slow down slow, it's lean I'm sippin'
Made hella money from the packs and [?]
Why would I go slow? You know I'm limpin'
Muhf**kers be backing up when I be pulling up
If you want smoke, then we loading the Uzi's up
I'm [?], and we looking so sinister
Pass the b*t*h to the gang when we finish her
If you on your knees, praying to God
Then we pulling up, shooting the minister
If you want beef, then I pack your lunch
I pack a punch, that's why you won't f**k with us
No pump, bout you already know I be gassin' up
I pass the blunt, I pass the pump, it's finna get dangerous
with us
Look to you crib like [?], time is up

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