Yo, it's Malice, back at it, like a mothafuckin' crack addict
Yo, it's Malice on the beat, slowly dying, but I'm looking neat
Fuck your bitch to the beat, and that pussy tastes so sweet, so I gave her a treat
Yeah, it's E, I only say what's on my sheet. You know I'm loyal, bitch, I never cheat

Got six sixes tatted on my hand and feet. Not to be discreet, but it's on my ankle
Yeah, my baby is an angel, yeah, you know I'm fuckin' grateful
Oh, my baby, yeah, she's shameful, yeah, it's fuckin' painful
Yeah, she knows I'm fuckin' faithful, told her, please be faithful

Spread these other bitches, be disdainful. I'm a poet calling Malice Manel
Why the fuckin' smoke? Say less
Get your bitch all up on my chest
You know I like to fuckin' flex

And I'm still living in the complex
Yes, I'm that prime suspect
Try me if you wanna die next, bitch
Yeah, bitch, it's Malice

Don't forget, motherfuckers
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