Chorus (Kangol Slim):
Come take a walk with the Villains
And you'll see that I'm down for the killin'
And you'll know that I straight represent
P-N-C and Black Menace, please don't get it bent
No mercy, mercy, mercy
Everybody cannot pump the, pump the party
We show no mercy, mercy, mercy
Everybody just follow me, follow me, follow me
(Misdemeanor)
Nigga I will wet'cha, as if I was rain up on a rainy day
'Cept I don't rain with water, I rains with my rainy K
Bullets, it don't take nothin' but a sec to pull it
And release these slugs to your dome piece, now be deceased
Fuckin' with me is like walkin' over boilin' lava
Bein' choked by a piece of barbed wire
Nigga retire, I'm on fire
Burnin' emcees as if they were standin' ten feet away from the sun
Nigga ya done
Buckin' and killin' and robbin' niggas I never did it
But if a nigga's too close or disrespects he gotta get it
And they'll be askin' who did it and got away with it
It's that seventeenth survivor just forget it
Admit it, B-M and P-N-C love makin' M-O-N-E
Y, forever gettin' high, do or die
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(Kangol Slim)
Come take a walk with me, styles I per-fect
Lyrically I'm gifted, burn ya like an antiseptic
Gimme the microphone, mic check and I'll wreck it
The best thing to do is respect it or check it
(Misdemeanor)
Your games are over, I'm shuttin' you down like A-T-F
I'm bringin' the noise, puttin' it in the octave bass cleft
Better watch your step, the wrong move'll get you stuck
Out of luck, and have your life straight fucked
It's that skinny one, the red one, the big zag
Fake niggas can't see me, cuz they blind to the facts
Wise like an owl, got the power to devour
Destroy cowards, every minute in an hour
It's my mental, plus my pencil, and my paper
That make'em catch the vapors, and wanna do a caper
If you comin', I got the welcome without the thank you
Here's some Scarface mafia shit, that's gone stank you
The Partners and the Menace gone be tight to the finish
We want everything, from potatoes to the spinach
Green? We want it all
Ninety-seven we gone ball
Whoever don't like it, fuck all y'all
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(Threat)
Come take a walk with a villain nigga, ain't nothin' to a cap-peelin
Where I'm from, it's either kill or have your nap spillin'
Adapted killin' as a youngsta
Jack mode niggas and then I tell you
Best to empty your pockets like a dumpster
Who wants some? Fuckin' with the gun or it's on
Here's a six feet tomb for you bustas headed home
Body, dreaded dome, soldier twisted up from the South
Claimin' Boot Camp til' I die, fuck what you bout
Playa challenge your will, challenge your steel, bullets start racin
It's the threat, turnin' niggas into a heart patient
The narcs, chasin' panic and Luciano
Real niggas with power, others turnin' sour, look
Hangin' from the tower, it's P-N-C and the menace
Still bringin' drama, this squad is in it to win it
Pierce your wig, you finished, niggas become the away
Fuckin' with the Crescent City killas, this N.O.L.A., nigga!
Chorus
