Villanova ft. DJ Jaffa Lyrics

I don't need a light bro

Darkness suits, I never glowed

Speak when I want to, there's power in my pheromones

Window pane on the train, rain dribble symbols

Steady hands the way God watches with his gimbal

Machine gun-esque, my tongue runs in Staccato

More holes in my memory than a worm to Virago

Letting bars fly like a bunny hopped Haro

See the sunset, Algarve, landing into Faro

Scholar and a gentleman, look at me, the architect

Following the heaven sent, good fire, partly fed

Crying for redemption, no lies, the end is set

My record player cracks, Bob Marley bled

Creating here what was created in Rome

Making like that Henge bro, why u stoned and alone?

Fated dear Dionysus, Smoked more cones than saved souls

Stuck on the river, wait for the tides, I need the Styx toll

Final stage of capitalism is arson

I'm too far gone, breathing in the carbon

Inoculated, Can't stop; won't stop - into culture

Father up above, can the smoke get much darker

A crown is just an ornament attained by the glory bent

My past self surely did that's just how the Story went

In life's grand tournament, the cunts that I've been following

I Might be poor again, So, you can call Paul Laurence

'Cos I Dunbars since my syllables and sibilance

Bare a greater resemblance to cats more villainous

Than oak and ivy, shed red bare, skin and dust

Esoteric Yesekaon, you can call me me "The Eponymous"

Swindling the archbishopric, spouting silly shit

Ungovernable trouble, struggle with abilities

To see beyond the neon of fiefdoms acting in reason

But to them that's an offence and the rest is all a treason so

In stere-ereo

With the off-beat flow

In stere-ereo

With the off-be-beat flow

(So)

Printing, pirating, and cursing in cursive

Sipping, dining in, while driving, Gutenberging

Burning effigies of Mark Zucks since furlough, learning then

There's More stuff to put off, 'cos we neurodivergent

I work hard resilience

I yearn art, no, brilliance

This an amalgamation of blood sweat and lyricism

You wanna take him down a peg but know that the mirrors did him

Cracked like an egg, the reflect of intellect

Seven years bad luck but to me you fell asleep

My minds asks for patience now but, where are we?

Hip-Hop, diaspora amalgamated energy

More segments than a liaison with a 50 centipede

The skies brown, dirty with scurvy and curves around city scape

Sounds, early morn awake with the chicks, hibiscus lips

Pout-in the cost of living don't effect, addicted to the sickening

Tentative, she came with me but left with him

Mad pretentious ego, can we go back to start?

Ketamine, I can't answer questions, continue to ask

The prophesy foretold, that I work harder at these bars

And I guess I got lonely at the bottom, Kamehameha

Native to this these statements, I'm a walking Iroquois

First people, girl you can bring the Asian, let's get dipped in soy

Daddy issues? Never heard of Shakespeare, Sigmund Freud

You can have your turn baby but this is my soliloquy

Trigger happy, bars upon bars,

Mars upon Jupiter we laugh at the stars

Seat forward, Karma goes fast in a parked cars

Look to the heaven, mi cielo, como esta?

Mami mami mami, maktub it is written

Misanthropic most topics, let's go missing

Final boss bitch, bro, I'll be the villain

Villanova, what's life if not for living?

In stere-ereo

With the off-beat flow

In stere-ereo

With the off-be-beat flow