Текст песни Root For the Villain (feat. Kool G Rap & Vinnie Paz) - Ill Bill

Only one thing will be able to destroy them
An even greater team, a super-powered force
Yes, a veritable army of the most deadly villains alive
And by skillfully manipulating my high frequency emotion charger
I can fan the flame of hatred in the heart of every evil menace in existence

My mind is trapped in the prison of acid visions
Massacres, witches, apparitions, smack addictions
Maggots, coagulated black syringes
Black magic wizards with MAC-11 pistols surpass actual physics
Sharper than glass shattered to splinters
Destined to burn in Hell eternally turn ash to cinder
Altar forever dancing, the savage avalanche of winter
Off with his fuckin' head happily

Blood splattered on his entire fuckin' family ecstatically
Shooters spray the Porsche, superstitious fatal thought
Throw hollows at you over my shoulder like table salt
Black army jackets, shrunken head, carny badger
Grimy savage, feed you to the poor like a salami sandwich
Gangster party ballads, La Coka k-k-k-karate anthems
Canarsie block party stabbings on the body cameras
Pillows and Percocets, learn to invest
Purple cassette, verses of death, swerve and connect (ohh!)

Damage Incorporated, torch the place
The palaces are all the same, burnt to the ground, all just a wall of flames
Sabretooth smiles, crocodile teardrops
Twisted sacrificial rituals to weird gods
Snipers perceive through banana clips and clear shots
Posted up in foxholes, singin' military songs
Catch you while you asleep
You'd never know when your crib hit
So many guns, the beams resemble UFO's (Woah!)

I always root for the villain
Deep down he a hero, he don't know what he doin' (woah!)
I always root for the villain
Even my grandmother love all them shooters and killers (oh!)
I always root for the villain
Deep down he a hero, he don't know what he doin' (woah!)
I always root for the villain
Even my grandmother love all them shooters and killers

Let's get it, rawest shit you ever seen, this that kerosene
Self-made shit out the Everglades by the Evergreens
Fuck the cheddar dreams, pockets stay forever green
Neighborhood lookin' like a clip from a Beretta scene
Black exploitation cinema, this my ghetto theme
Loyalty, honesty, the dynasty with two pillars
Scalin' the room, tilt the moon with balloon fillers

Tomb fillers, no mercy, do you dirty, they doom builders
Working ceilings in Cancun villas
All we gotta do is remove filters
Boom! Tellin' my life story is gory, a strong language a new thriller
Got some warehouses, a few distillers
Billie Holiday on hookers, stoned out, I keep some cute Wilmas
Ride broomstick, more wicked than Broomhilde
Proof in the pudding, got the footage, I'm the new Pilger
Bag of coke, a few Millers, she lettin' dudes film her

Yeah, we push it to the limit (push it to the limit!)
Sweet pea, in his prime, puttin' on a clinic
My OG sturdy, he was pushin' rum real quickly
The Lone Wolf ugly and the Audemar exquisite
357 Magnum will dump
I'm leavin' body parts scattered, this a scavenger hunt (it's bodies everywhere!)
Look, they will not stop the Pharaoh (nah!)
I'm comin' for the bag, pa, lock, stock, and barrel (I am!)

It was lonely on the Ave (yeah!)
Afghan, anti-Soviet Jihad (Alhamdulillah!)
I'ma have to put another boulder in the bag (bag!)
FDP nine, throw it in the Jag (yo son, throw it in the back, throw it in the back!)
I got a mob that'll kill Satan
98 shots, bump stock, and I'm still wavin' (hahaha!)
It's cold outside, hidin' from the hawk
Fuck up out my face, pa, I ain't tryna talk, stupid!

Yeah, DJ Muggs (yeah!)
Yeah, Billy, William Cutty, Pazienza, G Rap (GOAT!)
Hahaha, Heavy Metal Kings
We not playin' around out here!
Billy! (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa!)
Hahahahahaha, stupid!
G Rap, the GOAT

The greatest, the greatest!
Billy Idol, William Cutty
One of the best ever, Billy!
Billy Ocean
We still here!
Hahaha, my brother!
We still here!
Raise the gates!
Hahaha, hahaha...!