[Intro]
I met this girl when I was ten years old
And what I loved most, she had so much…
Hahahaha
Sike
Just kidding
Motherfuckers

[Hook]
Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
To the beat, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
A yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
Sly deSilva in the building and I’m headed for the top

Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
A one, two, y’all, and it don’t stop
A Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
Sly deSilva, I’m the villain, I’m the new face of hip-hop

[Verse 1]
Profiting off of the awful conditions
That’s probably brought on by me and the squads of my minions (heh)
I got a lot of stock bought in the prisons
So when they lock the cell block it’s the profits I’m gettin’
Got goons like DOOM but I don’t need no mask
Could shoot you down broad day
(heh-ha) Fifth Ave
But then there’s gunfire residue up on my new Gucci suit
But then there’s blood on my brand new Berluti shoes
Plus, my crew’s trigger fingers loose like police
When they look at Black youths with they hands up and still shoot
I pursue the loot with the ruthlessness
Sly is bad for your health like the fructose is
Truth is since you was last sippin’ that juice and gin
Sly slipped inside the game just like a Rufilin
Responsible for that situation you grew up in
And now I get the bag off the culture just to rub it in

[Hook]
Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
To the beat, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
A yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
Sly deSilva in the building and I’m headed for the top

Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
A one, two, y’all, and it don’t stop
A Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
Sly deSilva, I’m the villain, I’m the new face of hip hop

[Bridge]
Still no changes, still no peace
It’s war in the streets and a war in the middle east
Instead of war on poverty
There’s still this war on drugs so I could stack that cheese

[Verse 2]
I’m the conscious rapper kryptonite
Tell the kids that guns is tight
Sell the drugs, hang with thugs, spend your dollars on some ice
’Til you right where they want you: serving life
While Sly deSilva steal them stacks up off your strife
Got these rappers suicidal ‘cause it’s my world now
I siphon millions from the starving children just to please the crowd (ha)
I rhyme precise and kill mics like (*beep*)
Sly deSilva, rap game supervillain
Did a show last night, some bitch said I’m a misogynist
I said “so what, bitch? So’s the president”
And we both hella rich white men
Pimpin’ like we heaven-sent
Bout to set a whole ‘nother precedent
Unholy what my presence is, turn heads like The Exorcist
D’Evils in the form of diamonds and Lexuses
Criminal Minded like Boogie Down
Microphone Fiend
White Devil with the hip-hop sound (heh)
I’m what Lord Jamar warned you about
The consequence of giving all the culture vultures the clout
The logical extension when seven in ten rap fans got the pale complexion
And complicit in the oppression
So, now we get to the heart of it
Hip-hop been pimped out for profit
Chart topping off a new market
And you don’t think that you part of this?
Dog, you chose to bump the evil white man tape, instead of a Black artist
(hahahaha)

[Hook]
Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
To the beat, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
A yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
Sly deSilva in the building and I’m headed for the top
Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
A one, two, y’all, and it don’t stop
A Yes, yes, ya’ll, and it don’t stop
Sly deSilva, I’m the villain, I’m the new face of hip-hop

[Outro]
Keep bouncing…
Keep bouncing…