Malcolm

[ghostface] Ayo I'm like malcolm out the window with the joint Hoodied up blood in my eye , a lead to fly Like f**k it (2 gunshots) , look how these niggas duck shit One kid hollerin what lookin up , he the big wig Fake a*s cat , low life , sodomize mind Beatin niggas , big bricks of bread sellin mad dimes His feet hurt , networkin he get no work Yo smack him where his hand hurt , f**k what he worth Yo he s*cked his thumb smooth for the kid laced with the big guns Stain to my baltimore niggas that he on the run Plus he ill in the drums , heartburn for life , calcium man Watch him grab the tums , he's a front Pigeon totalist sister with the fat a*s Show hash behind up the block plus he smashed her Big bub did him somethin deadly , act premedidtated Buck 60 strike was the medley Nice like van halen , seen him at the tunnel with his skin peelin Did two days thought he was jailin You get close , look at his hands That's the same kid that cut his wrists , talkin bout the cuffs did it He ran away , frontin majorly , eyes like sammy davis jr. Rounded off with a fade g , he sport the bob hope cla*sics Ran down asics , kmart , the short sleeve shit be the basics He eat hams shitted on himself twice , big hatted jews Rushed the nigga out in crown heights Chorus: Yo let me tell you how the game go We gettin rid of all the prostitutes Tony wants the streets back fo sho Too many hustlers , too many thieves We're f**kin up who's willin to fight and teach the c's Too much tv , guns and robberies Lust and greed and hate the 4 devils jealousy [ghostface] Yo I champunch mase in his face over some bullshit The other night they kidnapped his brother pokin it with knives It's rainin , 85 degrees kinda muggy One of the nights they thrown in his face it's real ugly Yo we up in jonesy's posin , all these niggas know me >from f**kin wit , under theses niggas heavy parolees Yo we played the speaker And from a distance we could see these chains The p slayed , flat on his chest , was two plains Ashy hands yo , no need for rings at all He just cracked the v8 backed up , leaned against the wall Lookin flower , he just came home , he on like a f**k Did a dime for holdin up the gods up in the armored truck Ten years later son 280 on the weight tip He throwin up six plates plus he studied matrix He's a wally horse shout it out sweatin through his valor Cock-eyed nigga back up his neck he had shores Sammy eagerly rode up on him , taxi off the turkey with the joint On him Flower look his man stood up before him The bitches hit the table , jah king stripped off his cables Shots went off , sam'll get a chance to make his debut Flower grabbed tiff his man with the sideburns , hat fell off We nerd his wigworms , he hid behind rich See allah hit the light switch , young girls were trampled In the measured pool , pistol with mase , and broke the handle Desperate crawlin to the door on all fours Shim kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "it's yours" Oh my goodness , ba grabbed the mo bottle thrashin He layin like a gay models shoutin out sebastian He smiled with his teeth missin begging for mercy No more God , the 68 thousand down a pair of three Out came the cannon , whistled out zaggin Cham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon It's over , another story told Lyin with the snakes , tongue kissin cobras Chorus