What The People Want

[Intro: Marc Vinyls]
You already know who it is
Prolly not but, I'mma do it anyway
Let's get it this time, a'ight?
A'ight, here we go

[Verse 1: Marc Vinyls]
I'm a rapper, but sure as hell ain't brittle
Always stuck like Malcolm, constantly in the middle
TV smart enough to crack this complicated riddle
But be patient, you got to wait until after the whistle
Too metaphorical, bitch, I was historical
Like Marco Polo, sailing around Europe
I became known for the ideas I started to stir up
Discovery, kicking back to a state of recovery
I may be famous, but bitch, don't smuggle me (Smuggle me)
Got instincts, kinda motherly
Leave the school for the day, you better cover me (Cover me)
So you got a girl pregnant? Use a rubber, G (Rubber, G)
All these kids got the wrong idea
Famous rappers, think we're all tryna be a
Hate to break the news
Your ideologies are too confused
To battle me, you'd sure as hell lose

[Instrumental Warps]
Turntable—turnable—turnable... bananas

[Interlude]
You see this that—this that real hip hop music
I mean this is what the kids need
This is what they desire
They're hungry for it
This that real shit, that raw shit

[Verse 2: Jonni Villain]
I set tones, my daily [?], issa massacre
I write equations in my songs, these Algebra [?]
I wonder if my dad used to rap, 'cause I feel like this is natural
Old [?] flow [?], watch me—ha! I dodge and swerve
All these lame ass critics, you telling me to stop
But these money sounds, I'm winning
These money sounds, I'm getting
Your fashion's from other dimensions
'Cause I'm destined
To spit over these sound waves
Never out of [?], man, I'm surfing inna a space
Your donuts glazed
You may not pop 'em in the freezer
These beats goin' back and forth, all movies, you don't hear 'em
And you don't hear 'em
Man, he's the villain with the G man (G man)
Spitting flows like semen, thirsty girls, gotta feed 'em
So I dose 'em, with the syrup
And then they dazed
You like confused, like defused
And see the dates
There were the village breaking through
So then I'm back at it
Static nightmares like words and black magic
This is the mass of steam
I got the brain of six teens all combined
It's the two-man army
[?] flow's going light speed
Your light dreams of UFOs and Vikings
A sniffle and phase, get your capes
And get rid of all the night stands
Get rid of all the night stands
(Turntable, turntable, turntable, turntable, turn—)

[Outro: Jonni Villain]
Did you get a casket? Did you gonna die soon
I see, due to this acid I rap it and dap it and now I'm galactic I'm trapped in—[warps out]
Ha ha