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Give rise to the villain Give rise to the hidden Deprived of the protector Unshield from the weather My sister, she used goat's blood To conceal her ravaged body But I was gifted With my uncle Freddy's baby For some time I could hide Bloated belly Babe inside Give rise to the villain Give rise to the hidden Deprived of the protector Unshield from the weather What happened to my life? Oh this ain't right I should have taken it myself With uncle Freddy's knife 'Cause the grave is better suited For a bloodless daughter bride Give rise to the villain Give rise to the hidden Deprived of the protector Unshield from the weather From Letras Mania