[00:00.00] 作曲 : Nasir Jones
[00:00.70]I'm a Villain - Nas
[00:19.12]I'm the b***h walkin' wit
[00:20.46]his finger on the trigger
[00:21.69]Make enough figures until
[00:22.56]my pockets get bigger
[00:23.95]I ain't the type of brother
[00:25.15]made for you to start testin'
[00:26.56]Gimme a Smith N Wesson
[00:27.63]I'll have niggas undressin
[00:28.84]I'm rollin' with a mob and
[00:30.11]runnin' from the cops
[00:31.22]Drive stolen cars and
[00:32.14]shoot many Glocks
[00:33.52]A ****ing addict
[00:34.24]if niggas want stati
[00:35.89]They had it, cause
[00:36.84]I flip just like a acrobatic
[00:38.38]I'm always on the
[00:39.21]corners rollin' up Sess
[00:40.16]When I dress it's never
[00:41.90]nothin' less than Guess
[00:43.02]So I walk with a bop
[00:44.43]and my hat turned back
[00:45.55]Love commitin' sins and
[00:46.59]my friends sell crack
[00:47.87]I got it goin' on,
[00:49.06]my knuckle game is strong
[00:50.32]Sip Dom Pérignon
[00:51.49]and then carry on
[00:52.73]Army certified, keep a Rent A Ride
[00:55.20]Strippin' mad hoes and
[00:56.14]kick em to the side
[00:57.54]See I'm the type of brother
[00:58.78]who keeps a four pounder
[00:59.99]Start a lot of shit an
[01:01.19]shoot at out of towners
[01:02.33]At every block party,
[01:03.45]I try to catch a body
[01:04.73]Or for props, till
[01:05.65]your pops call the cops
[01:07.06]See now I'm on the run,
[01:08.49]but still havin' fun
[01:09.49]Livin' by the Mac, my
[01:10.81]gear is all black
[01:12.03]I keep killin', because
[01:13.61]I'm ready and I'm willin'
[01:14.67]
[01:15.24]And I'm a villian
[01:15.98]
[01:17.59]What
[01:18.33]What
[01:19.14]Wha a a t
[01:21.83]
[01:35.70]I got beef with the President
[01:37.34]and still lovin' it
[01:38.50]Tryin' to make plans to
[01:39.52]overthrow the government
[01:40.35]
[01:40.92]It won't work cause nigga
[01:42.25]don't believe enough
[01:43.35]They'd rather stand on the
[01:44.38]corners and receive a cuff
[01:45.70]I'm runnin' rich, you don't
[01:46.99]like the sound of this
[01:48.05]Rebel, but this country
[01:49.37]doesn't want me
[01:50.45]They'd rather hunt me,
[01:51.66]but they'd never catch us all
[01:52.73]Why you ****in with the dealer
[01:54.03]while you're sticking up the malls?
[01:55.45]Full of anger, all about danger
[01:57.16]Pullin' out my banger,
[01:58.53]stabbin' up a stranger
[01:59.27]
[02:00.35]I hear Walkie Talkies in my sleep
[02:01.77]
[02:02.42]I use a whole lot of
[02:03.56]slang when I speak
[02:04.61]Walkin' with a vest,
[02:05.67]the projects is where I rest
[02:06.99]
[02:07.78]And the streets keep me stressed
[02:09.36]Staring at your face,
[02:10.48]waiting for you to make a sound
[02:11.85]That's when I take you down,
[02:13.18]shoot you up and suit you up
[02:14.63]All in black, and put you in a box
[02:16.49]A hard rock with a .25 in my socks
[02:18.87]Aiming at your temple,
[02:20.05]so take the diamonds off your hands
[02:21.86]I'm buckwild like Billy Van Danns
[02:23.28]
[02:24.20]Prince of pistolers,
[02:25.22]words are crystal clear
[02:26.27]
[02:26.97]And issues of fear
[02:28.01]
[02:28.76]The maniac keeps killing,
[02:29.60]
[02:30.79]I'm known as a outlaw
[02:31.73]
[02:32.31]Cause I'm a villain
[02:33.05]
[02:42.92]I keep pullin' tricks out
[02:43.79]the barrels of a Magnum
[02:44.77]
[02:45.42]Put em to sleep and leave
[02:46.50]the Doc to tag them
[02:47.70]A outlaw, although
[02:48.81]I never wear a holster
[02:50.16]In every county you see
[02:51.14]my face that's on a poster
[02:52.41]Hear so many gunshots
[02:53.15]my eardrums should pop
[02:54.72]I sight ya stop,
[02:55.87]I'm seeing mad niggas dro
[02:57.20]To the concrete, I got police
[02:59.40]puttin' chalk on the street
[03:00.63]And this is done once a week
[03:02.22]I'm out to kill, like Navy Seals
[03:04.00]I'm crazy ill, and what
[03:05.21]I can't do my .380 will
[03:07.04]I never play with a AK
[03:08.75]Because I'm fine with a.9 and if
[03:10.24]caught I'll do lesser time
[03:11.27]
[03:11.81]Sometimes you gotta plan shit
[03:13.55]and understand it
[03:14.49]See I'm a bandit whose hand'll itch
[03:16.55]Without a gun in it, Nas is runnin' it
[03:18.87]I stay blooded I'm the
[03:19.97]project's most wanted
[03:21.02]
[03:21.64]My voice is like magic
[03:23.21]My cassette is the clip and
[03:24.52]your radio's the Automatic
[03:25.52]
[03:26.39]So when I'm in your town, 'duck down'
[03:28.55]I take fire whatever you desire
[03:30.11]
[03:31.14]But I'm on point you might miss
[03:32.97]Never fight this, should be
[03:34.08]sightless when I strike this
[03:35.43]So roll the dice,
[03:36.45]I'm stoppin' a blimp
[03:37.72]It's ill how I got the
[03:39.01]pen droppin' the ink
[03:39.83]
[03:40.44]No one can stop this Apocalypse
[03:42.02]Show your record player a method
[03:43.58]layer so run until you're Mayor
[03:45.01]Nas the parlayer, you
[03:45.91]
[03:46.83]better say your prayer
[03:47.66]
[03:48.27]I'm the New York City slayer
[03:49.68]
[03:50.33]I play high post and then lay low
[03:52.26]Parlay slow I wear horns, not a halo
[03:54.37]
[03:55.36]And keep killin'
[03:56.07]
[03:57.84]Cause I'm a villian
[03:59.13]

作曲 : Nasir Jones
I'm a Villain - Nas
I'm the b***h walkin' wit
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 ****ing addict
if niggas want stati
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 shit an
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 nigga
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 ****in with the dealer
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 dro
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 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