Текст песни The Proper Villain - Montay

The Proper Villain

Find me on some other shit, high up in the mothership
Leafin' through the Dossier, sippin' on Courvosier
Play Play on, cuz that’s just how we stay on
Waxin' that attack on the paper — Crayon
Pardon my tardiness, I was fuckin' partyin'
Musta busted up a couple buttons on my cardigan
Peeped so many deep scenes I think I broke my dome
But now I’m hangin' round in the yard again — Gnome
The hype’s grown, some will call it palpable
Scalp slanted back, middle of the map, Malcolm, bro
Talcum flow- so get me on ya hands and bo’s
Ya’ll already know this, but I’m the chosen rodent
Alvin the Tripmunk, Hula- Hoopin' and jukin'
Through a group of fluke troops just to get up in the booth
And reach place of radical truth — droppin' hot gospel
Right below ya feet for mad years, man — Fossil
Hook:
Find me on some other shit, high up in the mothership
Leafin' through the Dossier, sippin' on Courvosier
Play Play on, cuz that’s just how we stay on
Waxin' that attack on the paper — Crayon
Lennon-esque lenses, credenzas full of contraband
Lampin' in ya Mom’s basement — Playin' Contra and
Eatin' all day long- even during Ramadan
Prolly gonna find me hob nobbin' down at Comic-Con
Started in the river now I’m on the damn beach
On a Johnny Quest to be the best yet
Ghost ridin' through the maze, Johnny Blaze — Crazy
I’m a creature, so -how-za' ‘bout we shoot a feature
Lyrically elegant, powerful like horse
I’m ‘bout to cause a great disturbance in the fucking force
On a cryptic tip, but you can try to follow it
Hoverin' like Hollowman. Eyes on prize, Gollum man
Hook:
Find me on some other shit, high up in the mothership
Leafin' through the Dossier, sippin' on Courvosier
Play Play on, cuz that’s just how we stay on
Waxin' that attack on the paper -Crayon
Bizzy bwah, Trottin' round the globe in a robe
Naked to the teet underneath, that’s sweet
Proper Villain. I heard em' call me Bob Chillin'
‘Cuz I’m flowin 'in the wind and I will it till I win it
Chock full of smarts and they reachin' new heights
Me and two bros on a boat, huntin' great whites
Game up in my jaws, dog. Often being awesome
Ladies come around and just can’t seem to keep they paws off em'
Switchin' lanes, slippin' past pain, eatin' clean meats
Buncha suckas dipped and left their whips up in the fuckin' streets
Musta peeped my teeth creepin'
If were them I wouldn’t be sleepin'
Sir Dance-A-Lot, women seem to glance a lot
Never took the bribes, always passed the test
Up in mad tribes and they all called quest
Nicely Nicely — Take a seat, I’ll rock- ya- boat
Other cats be sinkin' man but me I’m probably gonna float
Outro:
Find me on some other shit, high up in the mothership
Leafin' through the Dossier, sippin' on Courvosier
Play Play on, cuz that’s just how we stay on
Waxin' that attack on the pape — Crayon