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RIP Villain
How would you know
the wicked grows from is inner sole
burning holes from that cigarette smoke
Now he knows what he knows Them scary thoughts burry those, runny nose, but plenty dope
Plenty hope, getting panty hoes, from twenty hoes
Empty shots, from those friendly foes, deadly woes
The only truth is what the medley knows
belly growls, steady growth , no empty shows
Instrumental sentimental, I’m a Sentinel,
sent to tell, farewell, I meant to dwell
my mental health, Fidel, clandestine cells
he sells, propels, dressed in stealth
dry wishing wells, wishing for prime time,
rhymes tight, floodlight, fight or flight
write or die, night lights never showed his inner bright
times right, dime bag full of rhyme styles, with a bright smile Mad villany, tyranny, killing spree,
got artillery, living dreams, twenty three
this delivery, more capabilities
These little titties abilities riddle me
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap