[Lyric] Villain on a mic (Awehness Bamba Cash Productions)

SMITTI D [verse]:

Yeah, I do it for the grind
I don’t do it for the vine
I do it for my mom and
I do it for ma mind

Never needed your advice
Yeah I threw it to the dice
So now Spili got price (spilion)

And I really gotta write
All the wrong in my life
I gotta turn into right

I got a feeling I’m the light
I got a feeling I’m a bright
Feeling in your psych

Yeah it’s Dylan on the mic
And You be stealing on the mic
Im a villain on a mic
Going hard no dependin’ on a mic
In mein Haar i got a pendant of a mic
It’s really there no one cares
It’s like the rappers of tonight
I’m on point with the decibels but you can’t hear
Cuz you rather have the jezebels in yo ears
All my bars tough and they tight like a dyke
Yeah it’s tight like a dyke
And my flow like a bike
You’ll be riding it tonight
Ain’t no walking in my nike

Wanna fight bring a knife
Fuck a gun wanna slice
I’m a dawg wit a bite
So nobody wanna dice

Tight like a dyke
And my flow like a bike
You’ll be riding it tonight
Ain’t no walking in my nike

Wanna fight bring a knife
Fuck a gun wanna slice
I’m a dawg wit a bite
So nobody wanna dice

So nobody wanna diii.....
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody (sheee!)
Nobody no, nobody no, nobody nobody nobody no
Nobody no
Hold up
I don’t need a studio
I’m the shit anytime any place
Like I came out a bootyhole
Fuck around
Is what I call you when you fuck around
Fuck around get shot
Don Julio