The shadow
• Written by Villian
Alot of people be cappin about who they is,
they say they come from rags to riches, while in reality
they be having a rich family christmas. But there is no
witness, so they say they can’t discuss, cause there aint
no proof to back it up. And it’s okay to reach a little bit,
I agree. But saying you hungry when you get money, for
free, every time you ask your mummy.
Your bound to sound like a dummy.
So thats why imma be real, and tell shit how it really is.
Uh, check me out now.
I don’t be carrying a gun, this ain’t no thriller
or no michael Jackson. Been doing this shit for fun.
Call me MC Ren cuz im the mother fucking Villian.
Oh shit im sorry too all of my christians. I cuss so fucking
much i could end up in prison.
Haven’t yet been involved with no killi’ng.
Cuz i aint bout that life, im tryna live free,
My parents split up, know i got two keys.
Im older now, lots of responsebilities. Not that strong,
can’t handle all of these. Gets no ladies, no invitation too
no parties. In the gym working on my craft, it’s called
basketball, do you play that. Nah, too bussy drinking and
smoking that trash? Got no money, asking my mom if
she can buy clothes for my broke ass. Straight outta Oslo,
that how it is. You won’t come and see me cuz its cold
ass shit.
Dudes think they so hard, diggin down their past,
Too hide who they really are.
Dudes think they so hard, diggin down their past,
too hide who the really are.
My mom had cancer in hear breast,
so much pain and so much stress. Kept on praying and
wishing on the best. little did i know god put me to the test.
I couldnt express how i felt at the time, cuz every time i
talked about it, i started crying.
Dudes think they so hard, diggin down their past,
Too hide who they really are.
Dudes think they so hard, diggin down their past,
too hide who the really are.
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Villian
Member since June 8 2019