Nas - I'm a Villain lyrics

Yo, Nas, whattup? Yeah, whattup, kid?
What goin' on, Ill?
I'm just tryna tell these brothers
Where I'm comin' from
You know what I'm sayin'? Alright, kick it

I'm the nigga 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 run from the cops
Drive stolen cars and shoot many Glocks
A marijuana 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 committin' sins and my
Friends sell crack
I got it goin' on, my knuckle game is strong
Sip Dom Pérignon and then carry on
Army certifieds, 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 shit
And shoot at out-of-towners
At every block party, I try to catch a body
All for props, tell 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 villain

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 around they wrist
You don't like the sound of this rebel
But my country doesn't want me
They'd rather hunt me
But you'll never catch us all
While you fuckin' with the dealers
We'll be stickin' up the malls
Full of anger, all about danger
Pullin' out my banger, stabbin' up a stranger
I hear Walkie Talkies in my sleep
And 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
Starin' at your face
Wait 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
Aimin' at your temple
So take the diamonds off your hands
I'm buckwild like Billy Bear and Ganz
Prince of pistoleers, words are crystal clear
And this you should fear
The maniac keeps killin'
I'm known as a outlaw 'cause I'm a villain


I keep bullets racin' out the
Barrels of a Magnum
Put 'em to sleep and leave
The doctors to tag 'em
A outlaw, although I never wear a holster
In every town, you see my face is on a poster
Hear so many gunshots, my eardrums should pop
Eyesight should stop from seein'
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 shit
And understand it
See, I'm a bandit whose hand'll itch
Without a gun in it, Nas is runnin' it
I stay blunted, 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
Or take fire, whatever you desire
But I'm on point, you might miss
Never fight this
You'll be sightless when I strike this
So roll the dice, I'm stoppin' the bank
It's ill how I got the pen droppin' the ink
No one can stop this apocalypse
On your record player
A method layer, so run and tell your Mayor
Nas the parlayer, you better say your prayer
I'm the New York City slayer
I play high-post and then lay low
Parlé slow and wear horns, not a halo
And keep killin' 'cause I'm a villain