VILÃO
Aka Rasta
Villain
(I'm used to it)
I'm used to being the Villain
The problem is they want my arm
Every time I reach out my hand
Some people test me
To destabilize me, see my reaction
But I have ADHD, so it's hard
For me to pay much attention
I feel back pain
But massage doesn't help, because it doesn't relieve stabs
He has two legs, has two arms
And more than a thousand faces
I see many with many zeros in the account
And zero peace in the mind
I have the best shooter of all
His name is Karma
It's almost funny
To see you jumping out of the boat
If I'm not even afraid of death
Then why would I fear the shipwreck? (ah)
Do you see this strength I have?
It's because of how much I swim
First independent artist from this shit
To become a Millionaire
(Let's get it)
I planted the fruits
I harvested the fruits
So I enjoy
(Let's get it)
It's so much profit
That it wouldn't fit
Even in a cradle
It would fit in a queen bed
To the lining, and I sleep on the right side
But I couldn't sleep in it
Even if I accepted the left side
Too much innocence
In a holy war thinking you'll come out unscathed
But it's better to get hurt
Heal the wounds than live imprisoned
Why cling to this here?
If this stage doesn't even count as a sixth?
I always try to measure the value of everything
So in the end I don't pay the price
Astro