Lyrics The Villain - Zeo

Man think they're dead good
Man are just dead wood
Look at them splinters, rats and bed bull
Cut parasites, no ties
These dead blood hands I'm cutting off, man like Edward
Life turned upside down, night head's no danger
Raiding coming like wet plug

Don't want to mess with the wolf on wolves
Myth no myth, no tell, no red hood
Grim and dreadful, disrespectful bar so deep
6ft you deadpool, Josh can't sleep on Bostis
Once pro plus and a thousand red bulls

Not no decaffeinated shit, anger, pain, I related
Whip level is high, ZO is a headlight
Somebody decapitated, say De Niro, start de nuevo
Never gonna save you anti hero
Feeling this weirdo, here, no fear
No doom, in darkness I am here

If I could flip and teleport, find trolls online with hella talk
I'd punch your guys, no second force
Mess up that blood like menopause, like rip rip
Raw flow forbidden, won't look down
A whole division level so high I see the rain, merc and vertigo
The rhythm I'm not here to save the game
Cold like Freeza, what's the Krillin

I come through, I'm here to help no one
Yet I'm cool to beat the villain
Overdriven, this flow is so forbidden
You'll see nothing cold or written
Free pagans won't be forgiven
I'm not here to save the game
Cold like Freeza, what's the Krillin
I come through, I'm here to help no one
Yet I'm cool to beat the villain

Life from the Brando, go mad for the art
Like Van Gogh, when it comes to the bars
On Pablo, no Escobar on Picasso
When I play the bro, I'm like Dandos
Mean Gandalfini and Sopranos
Me and you ingest get the same idols
Trust no one but my bros in it

Every movie gonna have a bad guy in it
It's the part of the film with the bad guys winning
Chilling in the corner with a flashlight, grinning
We blacked out in the background nine minutes
I try to kick knowledge, but they just don't listen
It's the part of the show where somebody goes missing
His man like Matt, she know I'm a killer
Gonna want to get her

So tell bro Bill at the realist
I'm chilling with criminal minded white men
Living in Martin, sick of the violence
Oh wait, that flow forbidden
You that float was bitten from the old man

Can you owe me shillings
I might go blind
Hop on the back and then ghost ride
I got five figures go but I'm ghost ride
Unlike the films where the bad guys don't die

Flow for bidden won't look down the hole division
Level so high I see the rain
Merc and vertigo, the rhythm
I'm not here to save the game
Cold like Freeza, was a Krillin
I come through
I'm here to help no one
Yet I'm cool to be the villain

Overdriven, raw, this flow is so forbidden
You'll see nothing
Code of written free pagans I won't forgive
I'm not here to save the game
Cold like Freeza, was a Krillin
I come through
I'm here to help no one
Yet I'm cool to be the villainous