Uploaded August 2012 | Updated September 2026, 3 hours ago
Album - Mm Food
Lyrics :
Darker than the east river
Larger than the Empire State
Where the beats to guard the barbed wire gate
Is on the job not my fate
Tired of the wait to the villain bring deliverance from the dire straits
Fire at a higher rate
Why'd they make the liars
Fliers scatter
Buy a plate
Isolate the wires
Try the straight pliers if not the vice grips
A real price saver way to acquire nice whips
What a steal for real on wheels of steel
Stunner a funner summer number one meal deal bummer
A bizarre phenomenon is your armor on
Take ya cash coma or break ya fast Ramadan
Trons action drama awww come on barney
Clack clack pardon me wack rap Kon Karne
He came to feed the childrens like Sally Struthers
After that he's going back to cali where's da
[Love is]
Wider than the nile
Old power like the great pyramids of giza
And stay leanin like the tower of pisa
Give him something he can feel that's off the squeeza
Raw with the pen and on the mic off the hezza
Get shot off that wide eye talk
If he had a pot he'd still piss on the sidewalk
Can't take the street out the street person
Looking for the perfect beat co worsen into heat bursting
They couldn't spot him on the spot date
Got the only tape that comes with a free hot plate
Whoever do get to see me sing
With the 3-D ring sittin stationary like B.B. King
Can see how it really sting
It ain't no front row
Standing room only at the motorcross stunt show
The ruckus ain't up to Snuffleupagus me and Sub is like the brown Smothers Brothers
Vaster than the seven seas
Bigger than mount kilimanjaro
If they don't know fill them in tomorrow
And the horror show
I'm into no return bars regularly
Swear to god before he gets a job he robs head hurt
Blessed with a hot flow
Tested and got doe
Invested and stressed the best to finest an opto
As I reminisce never forgot when I was very broke
Shot the henny straight couldn't afford to cop the cherry coke
Or should I say broke with wealth
To know enough to give them just enough rope to yoke they self
Playin me before I take the ring and pawn it
The long arm of the law couldn't even put they fingers on it
Dog on it
Do the statistics
How he bust lyrics was too futuristic for ballistics
And far too eccentric for forensics
I dedicate this mix to Subroc the Hip Hop Hendrix
-uploaded in HD at TunesToTube.com
Album - Mm Food
Lyrics :
Darker than the east river
Larger than the Empire State
Where the beats to guard the barbed wire gate
Is on the job not my fate
Tired of the wait to the villain bring deliverance from the dire straits
Fire at a higher rate
Why'd they make the liars
Fliers scatter
Buy a plate
Isolate the wires
Try the straight pliers if not the vice grips
A real price saver way to acquire nice whips
What a steal for real on wheels of steel
Stunner a funner summer number one meal deal bummer
A bizarre phenomenon is your armor on
Take ya cash coma or break ya fast Ramadan
Trons action drama awww come on barney
Clack clack pardon me wack rap Kon Karne
He came to feed the childrens like Sally Struthers
After that he's going back to cali where's da
[Love is]
Wider than the nile
Old power like the great pyramids of giza
And stay leanin like the tower of pisa
Give him something he can feel that's off the squeeza
Raw with the pen and on the mic off the hezza
Get shot off that wide eye talk
If he had a pot he'd still piss on the sidewalk
Can't take the street out the street person
Looking for the perfect beat co worsen into heat bursting
They couldn't spot him on the spot date
Got the only tape that comes with a free hot plate
Whoever do get to see me sing
With the 3-D ring sittin stationary like B.B. King
Can see how it really sting
It ain't no front row
Standing room only at the motorcross stunt show
The ruckus ain't up to Snuffleupagus me and Sub is like the brown Smothers Brothers
Vaster than the seven seas
Bigger than mount kilimanjaro
If they don't know fill them in tomorrow
And the horror show
I'm into no return bars regularly
Swear to god before he gets a job he robs head hurt
Blessed with a hot flow
Tested and got doe
Invested and stressed the best to finest an opto
As I reminisce never forgot when I was very broke
Shot the henny straight couldn't afford to cop the cherry coke
Or should I say broke with wealth
To know enough to give them just enough rope to yoke they self
Playin me before I take the ring and pawn it
The long arm of the law couldn't even put they fingers on it
Dog on it
Do the statistics
How he bust lyrics was too futuristic for ballistics
And far too eccentric for forensics
I dedicate this mix to Subroc the Hip Hop Hendrix
-uploaded in HD at TunesToTube.com

![Captain Murphy,Viktor Vaughn,Earl Sweatshirt & Thundercat - Between Villains
L Y R I C S :
[Verse 1: Viktor Vaughn]
Vik, the wild islander, bringing out the child in ya
Singing out the silencer with more violence than Heil Hitler
He get some looks, some bullshit [?]-over, a dusty pullover and a Pulitzer
A musty, busted, crusted subwoofer system
Foes is just bluffing, clear your nose from huff puffin
A glutton for bludgeoning blood gushing, here you go, stud muffin
Its nothing, get it on the get by
Bet it on a dead guy, jet it on the red eye
Too many make mistake fillers, not enough live wires
Too many fake killers, and jive sires
Dropped his bombs on a critic from a grass knoll
Everybody got one, your moms is a asshole
S.O.B. and smug to the utmost
Cut it close and catch a slug to the gut boss, word to Thutmose
Whats worse, clutch your purse close lady
We get more cheese bread for the baby, toast to Grady, one-eighty
[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
Im in the cut looking for some puss to pick apart
Dirty like us riding in the whip that really isnt ours
Storming out the door, dont press record, I hate my fucking voice
Trying to kill that noise, performing fill that void slightly
Im swimming in water thats been dicy since landing
And Im owing these niggas nothing
Like all that Ive been handed for free, dont pan your cameras to me
Ho, dont command me to speak
Got these little niggas swinging from the banister, on Fax in his pajamas
Walking slow because the camels keeping stamina weak
And you could catch him like some halibut after a bad accident
Trying to get jaw-jacked right where the catheter peeks out
Villain, Earl, and Captain in command of your street now
Rapping good as motherfucking janitors sweep now
Getting business handled, get the cannabis cheap now
Its a bunch of nuggets on him like its sand on a beach towel
[Verse 3: Captain Murphy]
Captains back (yay!), so go on put your mic away
(Where?) Inside a microwave (oh)
When I die, I bet you Mikell wave (tee-hee)
We blowing bubbles at the pearly gates
Took a selfie with the king but only see my face
Im writing darker pieces in my thesis
Im hiding in the park with all your nieces
Trading head for Reeses Pieces
Interject in niggas verses with this book of witches curses
I cast a spell upon your bitches but my thirst is for the hearses
Im spilling out my innards
To these n-words, journey inwards
Caught her quarter past the moment
Got a cord of past opponents
In a fragment of a moment man I killed that rap then owned it
Hope to overtake the planet, with my banana in a hammock
Bitch manic parents panic, Im a mechanic with these patterns
Propagandic with that chatter, matter of fact the Madder Hatter
Never mind the hammer, manners out the window
Pump crescendo, puff the endo, Im Lou Ferrigno
Just pretendo, dont ask him where the pen go
Cause the pencil got me paper paid and paydirt made them paint her
With the mask and faded sweatshirt, nothing lesser
Bet youll never ever guess what i left under the dresser
Hid a message in the 808 to pester all the Heshers Captain Murphy,Viktor Vaughn,Earl Sweatshirt & Thundercat - Between Villains](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/wzxicfaib0M/mqdefault.jpg)





