Vaudeville Villain chords and lyrics - VIKTOR VAUGHN

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
[D]V. Vaughn,
the traveling Vaudeville Villain
Who don't give a flyin' fuck
who ain't not feelin' him
Watch what ya dealin' him,
ace, king, death card
Strong- arm the wrong man,
pardon the [C]left, god
[D]Get money and earn it, then
everything- you- touch- turn- shit
Got much to learn, kid,
light it up, burn shit
Light it up like the Dutch
when the hash melt
Only time they see him is when they
need him with the cash belt
Ay carumba, now that's my number
One dry summer, as far as I remember
Burnt out, but gainin' every edgy penny
Then he hit him straight to the
head like Reggie Denny
Call him back when you need some more yak,
Horshack
Doin' 80 down the Van Wyck
on horseback
Ya' man sick but he wreck tracks, puto
Get back too, bro, exactamundo
Viktor the director flip a script
[C]like Rob [D]Reiner
The way a lot of dudes rhyme,
their name should be "knob shiner"
For a buck, they'd likely dance
the Jig or do the Hucklebuck
To Vik it's no big deal,
they're just a [C]buncha knuckle- fucks
[D]You wonder how well would
they hold up in a holding cell
It sorta had the strange makings
of a tale told in hell
Like "Oh well," hold tall riches
If the feds is really after him
they just kill all the snitches
On borrowed- time rhymes,
gassed by the silver screen
Act like their monkey ass can heal
back like Wolverine
Mellow out what y'all bellow out ya
yellow mouth
What happened to the typa spit that used
to help a fellow out?
No doubt, leave a rapper in
a body cast
And wonder what he was doing while
we was in a karate class
Snotty ass, it's really like
he was a white- belt
Right before he "night- night" ask
him how the light felt
Wouldn't take their tape if they [C]gave it free
[D]Maybe it's me, baby, it's V
Throw down the key,
y'all know how shit be
In the naked city, rappers is so giddy
That's no ditty, Vaughn so witty
The way he take no prisoners
and show no pity
It's how son became a big
man from a Black boy
To name names,
a really big fan of Dan Akroyd
He feel they need to give
him his own dance
This his only chance to shoot
the gift like a lone glance
Or like a beef scene that leave
the oo- ey smoking
Or between Hoktuo Shinken and

[Outro 1]
Nanto Suichō Ken
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