So malicious

So malicious

This is what I wrote for you, a dopefiends blues
Sumthin you can bump when you smokin boom
What are you suppose to do expcept drink wine,
beer and liquor while listenin to my ill rhymes
I make you think twice because I spit nice.. had
you believein in God after you saw me rip mics
Sumthin you couldn't dislike, if so it's a big lie
and it would result in a motherfucking fistfight
You're the bitch-type - who would switch sides
and give people bid time like that shit's right
Nah fuck all that, I just snap my finger..
and the guy who pack the millie clap the trigger
Never catch me slippin in Malmoe City
cause if you do it might be my ass they hittin
I still slap you silly if you stand against me
Have your family watch your casket sinkin
ain't nobody gon remember you rattin snitches
after those Mac's is spittin at your kidnies
and when the chorus singin amazing grace
I'll spray the wake whereever it takin place
yeah it's safe to say that I raise the stakes
so all y'all stupid fools better be makin way
I got you in the cobra cluth and won't open up
till your soul is crushed and I brush my shoulders off
Fuck around and get left with a broken jaw
I getchu blown apart when the chrome is sparked
so malicious n vicous like Napoleon Bonaparte
have ya phony frauds prayin to holy God
Why don't you grow sum balls and show sum heart?
atleast now you know you ain't suppose to talk
You don't want brawl at all.. you're close to fall
Cus you have to learn how to crawl before you walk
now your corpse rot where it's cold and dark
while I smoke cigars by the local bar.. shiit