Malcolm Lyrics

[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

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