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  • I'm a Villain - Nas
    I'm the ***** walkin' with
    his finger on the trigger
    Make enough figures until
    my pockets get bigger
    I ain't the type of brother
    made for you to start testin'
    Gimme a Smith N Wesson
    I'll have ****** undressin'
    I'm rollin' with a mob and
    runnin' from the cops
    Drive stolen cars and
    shoot many Glocks
    A ********* addict,
    if ****** want static
    They had it, cause
    I flip just like a acrobatic
    I'm always on the
    corners rollin' up Sess
    When I dress it's never
    nothin' less than Guess
    So I walk with a bop
    and my hat turned back
    Love commitin' sins and
    my friends sell crack
    I got it goin' on,
    my knuckle game is strong
    Sip Dom Pérignon
    and then carry on
    Army certified, keep a Rent A Ride
    Strippin' mad hoes and
    kick em to the side
    See I'm the type of brother
    who keeps a four pounder
    Start a lot of **** and
    shoot at out of towners
    At every block party,
    I try to catch a body
    Or for props, till
    your pops call the cops
    See now I'm on the run,
    but still havin' fun
    Livin' by the Mac, my
    gear is all black
    I keep killin', because
    I'm ready and I'm willin'

    And I'm a villian

    What
    What
    Wha a a t

    I got beef with the President
    and still lovin' it
    Tryin' to make plans to
    overthrow the government

    It won't work cause ******
    don't believe enough
    They'd rather stand on the
    corners and receive a cuff
    I'm runnin' rich, you don't
    like the sound of this
    Rebel, but this country
    doesn't want me
    They'd rather hunt me,
    but they'd never catch us all
    Why you **** in with the dealers
    while you're sticking up the malls?
    Full of anger, all about danger
    Pullin' out my banger,
    stabbin' up a stranger

    I hear Walkie Talkies in my sleep

    I use a whole lot of
    slang when I speak
    Walkin' with a vest,
    the projects is where I rest

    And the streets keep me stressed
    Staring at your face,
    waiting for you to make a sound
    That's when I take you down,
    shoot you up and suit you up
    All in black, and put you in a box
    A hard rock with a .25 in my socks
    Aiming at your temple,
    so take the diamonds off your hands
    I'm buckwild like Billy Van Danns

    Prince of pistolers,
    words are crystal clear

    And issues of fear

    The maniac keeps killing,

    I'm known as a outlaw

    Cause I'm a villain

    I keep pullin' tricks out
    the barrels of a Magnum

    Put em to sleep and leave
    the Doc to tag them
    A outlaw, although
    I never wear a holster
    In every county you see
    my face that's on a poster
    Hear so many gunshots
    my eardrums should pop
    I sight ya stop,
    I'm seeing mad ****** drop
    To the concrete, I got police
    puttin' chalk on the street
    And this is done once a week
    I'm out to kill, like Navy Seals
    I'm crazy ill, and what
    I can't do my .380 will
    I never play with a AK
    Because I'm fine with a.9 and if
    caught I'll do lesser time

    Sometimes you gotta plan ****,
    and understand it
    See I'm a bandit whose hand'll itch
    Without a gun in it, Nas is runnin' it
    I stay blooded I'm the
    project's most wanted

    My voice is like magic
    My cassette is the clip and
    your radio's the Automatic

    So when I'm in your town, 'duck down'
    I take fire whatever you desire

    But I'm on point you might miss
    Never fight this, should be
    sightless when I strike this
    So roll the dice,
    I'm stoppin' a blimp
    It's ill how I got the
    pen droppin' the ink

    No one can stop this Apocalypse
    Show your record player a method
    layer so run until you're Mayor
    Nas the parlayer, you

    better say your prayer

    I'm the New York City slayer

    I play high post and then lay low
    Parlay slow I wear horns, not a halo

    And keep killin'

    Cause I'm a villian

  • [00:00.70]I'm a Villain - Nas
    [00:19.12]I'm the ***** walkin' with
    [00:20.46]his finger on the trigger
    [00:21.69]Make enough figures until
    [00:22.56]my pockets get bigger
    [00:23.95]I ain't the type of brother
    [00:25.15]made for you to start testin'
    [00:26.56]Gimme a Smith N Wesson
    [00:27.63]I'll have ****** undressin'
    [00:28.84]I'm rollin' with a mob and
    [00:30.11]runnin' from the cops
    [00:31.22]Drive stolen cars and
    [00:32.14]shoot many Glocks
    [00:33.52]A ********* addict,
    [00:34.24]if ****** want static
    [00:35.89]They had it, cause
    [00:36.84]I flip just like a acrobatic
    [00:38.38]I'm always on the
    [00:39.21]corners rollin' up Sess
    [00:40.16]When I dress it's never
    [00:41.90]nothin' less than Guess
    [00:43.02]So I walk with a bop
    [00:44.43]and my hat turned back
    [00:45.55]Love commitin' sins and
    [00:46.59]my friends sell crack
    [00:47.87]I got it goin' on,
    [00:49.06]my knuckle game is strong
    [00:50.32]Sip Dom Pérignon
    [00:51.49]and then carry on
    [00:52.73]Army certified, keep a Rent A Ride
    [00:55.20]Strippin' mad hoes and
    [00:56.14]kick em to the side
    [00:57.54]See I'm the type of brother
    [00:58.78]who keeps a four pounder
    [00:59.99]Start a lot of **** and
    [01:01.19]shoot at out of towners
    [01:02.33]At every block party,
    [01:03.45]I try to catch a body
    [01:04.73]Or for props, till
    [01:05.65]your pops call the cops
    [01:07.06]See now I'm on the run,
    [01:08.49]but still havin' fun
    [01:09.49]Livin' by the Mac, my
    [01:10.81]gear is all black
    [01:12.03]I keep killin', because
    [01:13.61]I'm ready and I'm willin'
    [01:14.67]
    [01:15.24]And I'm a villian
    [01:15.98]
    [01:17.59]What
    [01:18.33]What
    [01:19.14]Wha a a t
    [01:21.83]
    [01:35.70]I got beef with the President
    [01:37.34]and still lovin' it
    [01:38.50]Tryin' to make plans to
    [01:39.52]overthrow the government
    [01:40.35]
    [01:40.92]It won't work cause ******
    [01:42.25]don't believe enough
    [01:43.35]They'd rather stand on the
    [01:44.38]corners and receive a cuff
    [01:45.70]I'm runnin' rich, you don't
    [01:46.99]like the sound of this
    [01:48.05]Rebel, but this country
    [01:49.37]doesn't want me
    [01:50.45]They'd rather hunt me,
    [01:51.66]but they'd never catch us all
    [01:52.73]Why you **** in with the dealers
    [01:54.03]while you're sticking up the malls?
    [01:55.45]Full of anger, all about danger
    [01:57.16]Pullin' out my banger,
    [01:58.53]stabbin' up a stranger
    [01:59.27]
    [02:00.35]I hear Walkie Talkies in my sleep
    [02:01.77]
    [02:02.42]I use a whole lot of
    [02:03.56]slang when I speak
    [02:04.61]Walkin' with a vest,
    [02:05.67]the projects is where I rest
    [02:06.99]
    [02:07.78]And the streets keep me stressed
    [02:09.36]Staring at your face,
    [02:10.48]waiting for you to make a sound
    [02:11.85]That's when I take you down,
    [02:13.18]shoot you up and suit you up
    [02:14.63]All in black, and put you in a box
    [02:16.49]A hard rock with a .25 in my socks
    [02:18.87]Aiming at your temple,
    [02:20.05]so take the diamonds off your hands
    [02:21.86]I'm buckwild like Billy Van Danns
    [02:23.28]
    [02:24.20]Prince of pistolers,
    [02:25.22]words are crystal clear
    [02:26.27]
    [02:26.97]And issues of fear
    [02:28.01]
    [02:28.76]The maniac keeps killing,
    [02:29.60]
    [02:30.79]I'm known as a outlaw
    [02:31.73]
    [02:32.31]Cause I'm a villain
    [02:33.05]
    [02:42.92]I keep pullin' tricks out
    [02:43.79]the barrels of a Magnum
    [02:44.77]
    [02:45.42]Put em to sleep and leave
    [02:46.50]the Doc to tag them
    [02:47.70]A outlaw, although
    [02:48.81]I never wear a holster
    [02:50.16]In every county you see
    [02:51.14]my face that's on a poster
    [02:52.41]Hear so many gunshots
    [02:53.15]my eardrums should pop
    [02:54.72]I sight ya stop,
    [02:55.87]I'm seeing mad ****** drop
    [02:57.20]To the concrete, I got police
    [02:59.40]puttin' chalk on the street
    [03:00.63]And this is done once a week
    [03:02.22]I'm out to kill, like Navy Seals
    [03:04.00]I'm crazy ill, and what
    [03:05.21]I can't do my .380 will
    [03:07.04]I never play with a AK
    [03:08.75]Because I'm fine with a.9 and if
    [03:10.24]caught I'll do lesser time
    [03:11.27]
    [03:11.81]Sometimes you gotta plan ****,
    [03:13.55]and understand it
    [03:14.49]See I'm a bandit whose hand'll itch
    [03:16.55]Without a gun in it, Nas is runnin' it
    [03:18.87]I stay blooded I'm the
    [03:19.97]project's most wanted
    [03:21.02]
    [03:21.64]My voice is like magic
    [03:23.21]My cassette is the clip and
    [03:24.52]your radio's the Automatic
    [03:25.52]
    [03:26.39]So when I'm in your town, 'duck down'
    [03:28.55]I take fire whatever you desire
    [03:30.11]
    [03:31.14]But I'm on point you might miss
    [03:32.97]Never fight this, should be
    [03:34.08]sightless when I strike this
    [03:35.43]So roll the dice,
    [03:36.45]I'm stoppin' a blimp
    [03:37.72]It's ill how I got the
    [03:39.01]pen droppin' the ink
    [03:39.83]
    [03:40.44]No one can stop this Apocalypse
    [03:42.02]Show your record player a method
    [03:43.58]layer so run until you're Mayor
    [03:45.01]Nas the parlayer, you
    [03:45.91]
    [03:46.83]better say your prayer
    [03:47.66]
    [03:48.27]I'm the New York City slayer
    [03:49.68]
    [03:50.33]I play high post and then lay low
    [03:52.26]Parlay slow I wear horns, not a halo
    [03:54.37]
    [03:55.36]And keep killin'
    [03:56.07]
    [03:57.84]Cause I'm a villian
    [03:59.13]