"Heard your man was in there singing for his life, they was calling him maestro, 'Cause time that heavy can crush~"
"When you pay a nikka back, like it's layaway, whispering "Die Slow", The last words you hear in the trunk!"
Go get a Glock, 27 fits snug in the waistline
Both sticks came with the drum
I was 5'6", shoulder with a chip
Wish a nikka to take mine
Index yanked till it's numb
Used to call me Windex,
'cause this thing I spray gon' make you change minds I done seen Hercules run
We was powerlifting 2.2's
Nah, we ain't throw gang signs
My brick walk was second to none
- Malice (F.I.C.O.)
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