I'm a Villain (Explicit)

I'm a Villain (Explicit) - Nas

I'm the ni**a 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 niggas undressin'

I'm rollin' with a mob and

Runnin' from the cops

Drive stolen cars and

Shoot many Glocks

A m*******a addict

If niggas 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 sh*t 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 niggas

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 f**k 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 niggas 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 sh*t

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