Malice
• Written by L3O
Coming at you pure malice
In theory its madness
But in practice it lyrically bitch slaps you
How the fuck you gon' talk smack hoe
I ain't got no beef wit you crazy ass wack hoe
So shut the fuck up.
Fiftii pretty shitty
Mentality insanity
Defying gravity
Bars I'm spitting
Make audience levitating
But still I'm wasting
All the fuckers who hating
Finzay spray flames
You better stay away
Pray for a ray of help to stop this
But the rain came again another day
Killing you like slay queen
Hitting you right hook like you skipping class
His junk bipolar it splits girls in half
Cael like the vegetable
You boutta crumble
I rumble like wrestle mania
Better call uncle like hiroshima
The new mafia
Running these streets at night like insomnia
We don't play black and white like a zebra
If you got it rough
you tough
Huff some good stuff
And call a lil bitchs bluff
Snuff out his lights
Conall like a hype man
My words scaring you bogeyman
But I'm real as can get
So you best bet
That my mindset is
Rich snitch getting stitches
What this image misses
Is his ex-bitch saying he got no inches
And it crushes just to witness
It vicious
Salem like the witches
Put yo head between yo legs
And kiss yo ass good bye
Cause you sleeping with the fishes tonight
Soon its permanent nighttime
Ending yo lifetime
End yo time
Happens daily like lunchtime
Eli shoving you to the ground
This is underground
Surrounded by the sound
And drowned out
And shout loud
That your out of time
You a fucking snake you serpentine
Get pissed off shoot you up columbine
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L3O
Member since May 15 2021