101 by Torn Lyrics
[Intro]
There's a certain irony here... ereh ynori niatrec a s'erehT
-Have you ever tried a disguise?
-Nah, Nah
-Alright, I can see that i will have to teach you how to be villains!
[Verse]
Villain bringing terror to this era
Rappers are bugging the game like a computer error
Them phonies ain't knowing
Rapping using the mic in standings, like, nah, nigga, get going
Lot of chains but in the brains nada
That's why their rhymes are shit and they need to sell Prada
Take what Dumile said
Rap game turned fashion show, it's a damn shame
Mysterio be cooling, you niggas be drooling
And hoes be doing him like a fish pulling
You better not mess with the Super V
Get smacked with a VFX, beware, you could lose your teeth
"The effects don't look so realistic"
Well then, check your bruises, it's purple, haze but futuristic
Looking uglier than the boogeyman
Wearing a crystal ball, no need to use a bag
A hazmat suit blended with Mysterio's
Radioactive flow, let the bros Mono and Stereo know
Music in the veins is a habit
Injecting more and more like a krokodil addict
See a strange word, add it to the vocabulary
Rhymes out of the ordinary like rapping in the cemetery
With one hand he moves the masses
With the other hand he holds the mic while spitting colossus
Rappers thinking is a slow as molasses
Like, nigga if you're so dumb, why did you skip the classes?
Justin Hunte doesn't have the answers to these type of questions
Murs neither, keep on guessing while rolling papers
Blowing haze in an asylum
They ask villain to stop, throw away the pot and smoke the xylem
Selling coke in the corner
They think it's legit but crystal ball switch the bag with sodium
11? More like 50 shades of villainy
Smack a rapper and take his hoe's bag of Louis V
Sell it on the black market
Put the arachnid boy in a trance, make him dance in Tyler Durden's garden
[Outro]
A real villain!
There's a certain irony here... ereh ynori niatrec a s'erehT
-Have you ever tried a disguise?
-Nah, Nah
-Alright, I can see that i will have to teach you how to be villains!
[Verse]
Villain bringing terror to this era
Rappers are bugging the game like a computer error
Them phonies ain't knowing
Rapping using the mic in standings, like, nah, nigga, get going
Lot of chains but in the brains nada
That's why their rhymes are shit and they need to sell Prada
Take what Dumile said
Rap game turned fashion show, it's a damn shame
Mysterio be cooling, you niggas be drooling
And hoes be doing him like a fish pulling
You better not mess with the Super V
Get smacked with a VFX, beware, you could lose your teeth
"The effects don't look so realistic"
Well then, check your bruises, it's purple, haze but futuristic
Looking uglier than the boogeyman
Wearing a crystal ball, no need to use a bag
A hazmat suit blended with Mysterio's
Radioactive flow, let the bros Mono and Stereo know
Music in the veins is a habit
Injecting more and more like a krokodil addict
See a strange word, add it to the vocabulary
Rhymes out of the ordinary like rapping in the cemetery
With one hand he moves the masses
With the other hand he holds the mic while spitting colossus
Rappers thinking is a slow as molasses
Like, nigga if you're so dumb, why did you skip the classes?
Justin Hunte doesn't have the answers to these type of questions
Murs neither, keep on guessing while rolling papers
Blowing haze in an asylum
They ask villain to stop, throw away the pot and smoke the xylem
Selling coke in the corner
They think it's legit but crystal ball switch the bag with sodium
11? More like 50 shades of villainy
Smack a rapper and take his hoe's bag of Louis V
Sell it on the black market
Put the arachnid boy in a trance, make him dance in Tyler Durden's garden
[Outro]
A real villain!