Hail the Villains - Reel Wolf, Psych Ward

Living proof

Been itching to stick me in an institute

Distribute, sinister business kicking like winter boots (?)

Win or lose

The Devil’s apprentice without an interview

Minuscule, little fools you need to finish school

(Yeah) literal my ridicule bend the rules

I’m biblical criminal you imbecile tossed out the window sill hitting steel

four plates to a wind mill

To get a meal chemical generals

Center fold holding my genitals

When you dealt with minerals to snuck an individual, ya’ll dispensable,

I feel invincible

I flow with intervals that’s sending chills

With a call, pivotal, fuck you I’m on principal

Guns now it’s printable you in critical, clinical it ain’t liberal you minimal

typical run-of-the-mill you pitiful appendages ran up the top not rap I mean I

cut the fucking head off a cop

(J Nyce)

Stab you in the belly there’s a gut feeling

I love the feeling rising blood up to the ceiling

Impaling friends bodies unidentified like aliens tailed by the feds try and run

and hide my alias

I paid dues and debts but ya’ll don’t have none do it for ends, do it the best

do it to death son

Screaming hysterics your team will perish your girl leaving the marriage

kicking the baby out the carriage

I heard she miscarried slit wrist Mary

Shit gets scary with these sick script Sedaris (?)

What’s your grievance when your wife’s running interference keep her hog tied

tearing at your inner spirits

Your bleeding crew red beautiful redrum

I need to get fed I need to get some, some visions of purity (?) clarity ridden

of impurity seriously it’s clear to see there ain’t no curing me with surgery

(Mr. Hyde)

Your alive at my BBQ, you weak ass faggots roast

My foes get smoked like a fire breathing dragon’s nose

Yo I ain’t the type of psycho that a paddy wagon holds

I’m the kind that shatter bones, guns of navarone, magnum chrome Mr.

fucking Hyde bring the ruckus every time

Kick and punch all in the eye

You can suck a dick and die

Yo what happened?

You was rapping

Until I swung my fucking ax and took a chunk right out your back and dumped it

in a pumpkin patch

Now your cooze won’t let me show you how a pest is executed

(Let it be mess included from the ex abusage?)

The rest will get alluded cause the feds are very stupid

Two guns shoot up to your crew into a finna coupe de ville

Gas was sent to the immense for some pent up prisoners

Drag your corpse from my porch that’s left at room temperature the veteran of

villainism with the Devil living

A spitter of the triple 6 into lyricism

(Sid)

Uh, yeah, hail the villain Star-Screams a superstar

I’m the guy you love to hate driving sideways in my car

Coming down the street out the window looking super hard puffing on blunts

between my teeth like Al Capone’s cigars beat you with a baseball bat when I go

too far

Got a bunch of goons, shoot you with harpoons in the dark

Drag you to the back of the bar

Feed you to the fishes at the back of the barge

While my family’s still at large, you never got the heart

Cause I cut it out chop it into little pieces stuff it back into your mouth

how’s that sound?

Turn you over to the Clown he’ll hold a ritual and then he’ll feed you to the

crowd your time’s up it’s your ticket me and my whole crew lined to get wicked

it’s a sick feeling when you feel your being resurrecting from inside

dimensions within dimensions that get launched in space

(Necro)

Make way, the super villain I’ll split your melon

Dip out the building I’m a fucking bitter bully, killing

Mr. Freeze I’m literally chilling with a sadistic stease

Icicle biscuit squeeze I’m canonical like a bicycle field right by clipped

debris

Batman’s adversary pull out the gat man cat’s get buried

When I blast a flurry past is worry

King of the Rogues gallery leave you frozen like a pierogi (?) striking a pose

like vogue no ones in style as me

Scientist schizophrenic cryogenic low temperatures

When my temper flares people die in panic the winter’s here iced out like

Antarctica so cold you need a Cardigan South Pole hoodie North Face parka and

Bubble Nautica

Turn a super hero sub-zero Fahrenheit like De Niro in Cape Fear put fear in you,

frost bite cryonics preserve flesh and nerves resuscitate at a future date

when the process can be reversed from the hearse

(Kid Fade)

Fuck it, your times up

In a box is where you’ll wind up

Couldn’t beat me at my own game calling for misconduct

I’m head bashing rappers all my enemies are lined up

Then put they brains back together somehow it makes their minds up

What you find rough ain’t nothing I’ll make their faces shred keep your rhymes

sharp cause I’m walking on the razors edge in (???) pledge bring your death,

longer drawn out

To accomplish to a cannibal, softer rappers eat your heart out, eyes clawed out,

you couldn’t see me cause it’s hot out

From the heat I be bringing so better be relocating your hideout no men to save

you involved with a combo but a rapper’s with my convoy too crisp leave them

John Doe’s just a blind nose

For this killer who’ll leave you scared to write

You coming up short with heat I call it Fahrenheit

You labeled me the Joker cause I used to be the class clown until I took over

the world so who gets the last laugh now?