Malice Concepts Lyrics (need corrections)

[shady_warrior]

I'll do one post per song, so you can just quote it and fix anything that needs to be fixed.. so here goes, the Intro-

Malice featuring Tunez-Intro

Intro-
Welcome. Malice-Concepts. Y'all muthafuckas bought the wrong album
Yeah-
Verse 1(Malice)-
This is what you made, this is me, look y'all put me in a cage what you think I'm screamin' Fuck The Police/
Can't tell nuthin to me, you gave me freedom of speech/
Hit the panic button-Malice's fuckin' album released/
You betta bet I'm goin 100 Percent/
Man these parents better ??? fucking guns to they kids/
I wanna see some picket signs, man I'm lovin this shit/
Controversy got my dick hard, run for the fence/
Aint no positive music, slang some rock to this music/
Get shot music, tell my fans to load they glocks to this music/
Have some unprotected sex, homie condoms are stupid/
Sock a cop to this music, stop I'm not gunna do it/
I had to stay away from God for this album/
You won't see me thankin' Jesus for these lyrics for this chance, for this talent(Shit)/
It's out of love and respect/
I ain't blind, I aint lyin'/
It was me 'n Satan that created Malice/

Verse 2(Tunez)-
Man this all I know, so I guess I'll have to flow/
To get sick with the fa-oe, neva hold the microphone/
You cant fuck with my style, see my style keeps on comin/
I'm an automatic weapon spittin' lyrics at you dummies/
Like you sold a couple thousand albums, I'm impressed/
Ya beats and ya raps'll always be useless/
I put everything that I got in my shit/
All I have is music and my muthafuckin' click/
See got'ta watch what I say-Damn right I hate gays/
Kill a muthafuckin' cop, go and represent a gang/
Slang 'cain to school kids, keep the block hot/
Squat Chevorlette drop top ?spittin' down nots?/
Pimp bitches, slap bitches, fuck hoes in tha ass/
Go and get yaself a heffer, break that trick for her cash/
Do you know who I am, well I'm mista cartoon/
Welcome to Concepts, game over ya fool/

Verse 3(Malice)-
America gon' be the first to go, duh/
The revelation set pace as soon as planes went right through the World Trade/
I thought of Concepts, ??? say what the fuck you wanna say, whether it's rape,or whether it's hate/
At a mutherfucker, I empty out a can of mace/
In the middle of a show and watch you crush one anotha/
Fuck authority, everything they teach you in school/
Is bullshit, get a gun 'n bring that to school/
Ghostrider ride on police, throw bottles/
Grab my dick 'n spit at you, I gotchya fuckin' role model/
Fuck Bill O'Reily, fuck Tipper Gore/
Fuck Bush, I kill a US troop if he try to send me to war/
Jails weak, catch cases, piss on people, bash gays/
Drunk drive 'till you crash, mash away/
Listen to this track, smoke up on some crack/
Catch Aids, wanna see some ambulances flashin' livin in the last days
(Gunshot)

 

[shady_warrior]

Malice-On One

Malice, H-Town, pay me

Verse 1-
Hit 'n run, backin on the bottle, betta get that done/
Mash on the gas like my kicks was ?thugs?/
Plan to slit that lung, hit that zig zag, here they come/
Go ahead, pull a gun out, let her run out/
Got ya girl with with her tongue out/
All up in her like a dugout/
Man I get up in a playa hater ma, welcome to Malice's funhouse/
I'm on one, mouth like a shotgun, 9 Millimeter, AK/
From the North to the middle of the Bay/
Motherfucker, got a little bit of fame/
Got little bit of cain, you want some?/
With the funds in the many of the plate 'n/
Guns, 'n a mask in they face like Jason/
They hate, better pray they don't see me with my thugs in the cutty on Daytons/
Gangbangin' aint nuthin' new, you think we bluffin' come through/
'Cuzz all my ??? in red, and all my cousins in blue/
And all my thugs is in dark black/
???, finna leave these rappers thinkin' they all that/
With a slug in they head, get a vest, get a hard hat/
Bring it back, lemme start it from the top/
Then work from the ??? to the ???/
From the Oak to the ???????/
H-Town, British Town, to the fuckin garden block/
My rhymes is drugs, they make you high/
They make you bugged they make you they make you white/
They make you black, they make you cry/
Drop a 40 ounce on you, crack yo body/

Chorus-
I, I, I'm on one/
I'm in yo Hyundai/
I'm in, yo marijuana, I'm inside yo baby mamma/
I-I, Im on one/
Lord, lord-Ya honor, it wasn't narcotic/
I promise, these albums are the product of my ?own hood?/
I, I, I'm on one/
I'm in yo Hyundai/
I'm in, yo marijuana, I'm inside yo baby mamma/
I-I, I"m on one/
Lord, lord-Ya honor, it wasn't narcotic/
I promise, these albums are the product of my ?own hood?/

Verse 2-
Run up on 'im with a knife/
Cut a muthafucka, cut a muthafucka, put a blade up in they windpipe/
Take they earrings and they ?lyrics? and they necklass/
Check 'em for they voicebox, take 'em off the guest list/
Don't rap no more, bit 'em with the venom in a pen/
??? Cinnamon/
An' then spit like Eminem and a Limp Bizkit/
Get ya benjamins/
On one like a mafia god son/
Off a Redbull with a Vodka/
An' an aqua, an I might not know what to tell my, mama/
She can smell the ganja/
Can't believe I'm a father/
With a child'a/
Sicka than a muthafucka see a docta/
Rims bigga than a blade of a helicopta/
Drinkin' on a Hein, an its "bablabla"/
Still not stoppin' at the bud/
Is it crank or da cocain maybe it's both/
That got you with a gauge in a coat/
You want one, ??? ya fuckin' brain is gone/
Tellin people that it's on, probably give in to the song/
When the reaper come along, millimeter reach, fill'im up with lead/
Peel 'im in the dome, kill 'im in this room/
Now you all alone eatin' cornflakes in his home(NO)/
??? bit a muthafucka like a pitbull with aids/
Contemplatin' suicide with a fist get fade/
That I hate this, took a hookfull to the face/
Wait for anotha case, with a plate full'a hate/
And a hand full'a tapes and a bank full'a nuthin/
Bout to pull somethin 'cuzz I cant really wait(It's nothing)/

Chorus-
I, I, I'm on one/
I'm in yo Hyundai/
I'm in, yo marijuana, I'm inside yo baby mamma/
I-I, I"m on one/
Lord, lord-Ya honor, it wasn't narcotic/
I promise, these albums are the product of my ?own hood?/
I, I, I'm on one/
I'm in yo Hyundai/
I'm in, yo marijuana, I'm inside yo baby mamma/
I-I, I"m on one/
Lord, lord-Ya honor, it wasn't narcotic/
I promise, these albums are the product of my ?own hood?/

Verse 3-
On one, in a costume/
Leave a bomb in yo Mazda/
Now the cops want you/
??? runnin' through my dirty mind/
See ??? sniff about 30 lines/
Kill a man with my bare hands like those in Kong-Fu/
"I'm confused! Is he Psych Ward, Pharmacy, or Apartment 3 and DNA?"
Does he really drunk drive on the freeway, take hella Vikes, F girls in the A?/
Where the hell's he from, the Bay?/
Always talkin' that gang shit, is he in a gang?/
Is he really gunna kill himself, is he crazy, is he okay?/
Is he gunna be another Timothy McVay?/
Muthafucka hell no, I aint racist/
I just wanna see my face in the papers of rap pages/
So I do somethin extreme like pull a pin up out of a grenade/
Showed 'em I was in a raid, shovin' muthafuckas by myself like a blackjack/
Put a hole up in they face, threw up full in a case/
Livin' to the fullest capable/
Skippin a piece and takin' a whole cake/
Murda gloves on, murda gloves on/
Heard a love gone, heard 'em both talkin behind my back/
Off probation, confrontation, definate talkin' that smack/
But they know I smash on a muthafucka/
Ask muthafuckas in the past, muthafuckas cases got cash/
Ain't nuthin changed but a little bit'a pimpin, lot mo' game so pay me in cash/
Tellin you people wanna see hell, head spinnin like a spreewheel/
??? I'm in a V-12 but I aint got no coat on, the Golden Gate Bridge paid my toll/
Uhh, do you wanna see the bottom of the ocean/
With the boats in the ocean and the seashells/
It's my birthday, buy my a 40 ounce like my name was De-Zel/

Chorus-
I, I, I'm on one/
I'm in yo Hyundai/
I'm in, yo marijuana, I'm inside yo baby mamma/
I-I, I"m on one/
Lord, lord-Ya honor, it wasn't narcotic/
I promise, these albums are the product of my ?own hood?/
I, I, I'm on one/
I'm in yo Hyundai/
I'm in, yo marijuana, I'm inside yo baby mamma/
I-I, I"m on one/
Lord, lord-Ya honor, it wasn't narcotic/
I promise, these albums are the product of my ?own hood?/

 

[shady_warrior]

i'll put more up as the previous ones get corrected

thanks

 

[Mr. Illmannered]

I'll have Malice get on and fix some as soon as I can

 

[shady_warrior]

Malice featuring C-Fresh-Me, Myself and C-Fresh

C-Fresh talking-
Apartment 3, bitch. DNA. C-Fresh, ridin' with Malice

Verse 1-Malice/C-Fresh-
I musta misplaced my pills/
Oh well, I don't needa take them pills/
The docta tryina say there's somethin wrong wit my head/
Skitzo-somethin', I forgot what he said/
I see imaginary characters/
I was listenin' to I.M.P, I seen 'Fresh in the mirror/
Muthafuckas, are you ready for that homocide/
187, leave 'em on the stretcher traumatized/
Go in the closet, grab ya ski mask/
And the kitchen knife, where ya car keys at/(Bitch, hahaha)
An hour later I get on 101/
Drivin' around with blood on my clothes, holdin' a gun/
Don't worry bout it, suckas got a death wish/
And there's a body in the trunk, it was self defense/
What do you mean, what the fuck did you do?
Look straight ahead, drive or I'll beat the fuck out of you/
How you gon' do that, you in my head/
An that's when he put my own hands around my own neck/
I'm gunna choke you out, do what I say/
Alright let go, I'll do it, okay/

Chrorus-
Are you skitzophrenic?/(I don't know)
Are you insane?
Do you think you crazy, do you need some medication?(Maybe)
Do you need a medic? Are you okay, are you skizophrenic(Get away, get outta my brain!)
Are you skitzophrenic?/(I don't know)
Are you insane?
Do you think you crazy, do you need some medication?(Maybe)
Do you need a medic? Are you okay, are you skizophrenic(Get away, get outta my brain!)

Verse 2-
Now quit actin' scaried/
These bodies need to be buried/
We ain't go to a cemetary, take a right/
That's about the time I opened up to the door and jumped up out the ride like Jim Carey(Fuck a homocide!)
But nothin' seemed to help, I can't run from myself/
Get the fuck up bitch, ya clothes've got the gun in ya belt/
I blacked out 'n then I came in conciousness just a split second before I seen a body dumped off the bridge/
Im takin' over for good, we gonna start sellin' dope in homes/
To take ova your neighborhood/
Yo chips is my chips now/
Yo whip is my whip, yo crib is my crib now/(nooo!)
Yo bitch is my bitch now/(no shit)
Yo shit is my shit now/
I'ma show you how to get dough 'n pimp them hoes/(Whyyy!)
Call a U-Haul truck, cuzz we movin' to Frisco/

Chrorus-
Are you skitzophrenic?/(I don't know)
Are you insane?
Do you think you crazy, do you need some medication?(Maybe)
Do you need a medic? Are you okay, are you skizophrenic(Get away, get outta my brain!)
Are you skitzophrenic?/(I don't know)
Are you insane?
Do you think you crazy, do you need some medication?(Maybe)
Do you need a medic? Are you okay, are you skizophrenic(Get away, get outta my brain!)

Verse 3-
I need'a find my antipsychocotics before he take over my body like some antibiotics/
I got at least five minutes before he get back/
That give me least five minutes to get to my house to the medicine cabinent/
I'm huffin', runnin outta breath/
I made it to my front porch then I threw me off the door steps/
Where ya think ya goin?
Nowhere, I just stopped by the house to change my clothes and comb my hair/
Muthafucka you aint got no hair/
You think I'm stupid, you was goin for the pills bitch/
I wouldn't do that, I swear!/
Uh-Huh, you think you smarter than me, huh?/
You think ya quick, you think you harder than me, punk?/
I kill you/
Noo!! Think about it 'fore you pull that triggger/
If you do that, you gon' kill us both!/
Well than it's suicide, who am I?
I'm you, ya through/
Let's do it live!/
I punched myself in the mouth/
'N got up,and got away and ran the hell in the house/
'n grabbed the phone/
"9-11, what's your emergency?"/
I'm reportin a burglary, he's tryina murder me!/
Hello? Yeah operator, sorry for the complication, we was tryina reach Burger King/
"Okay, goodbye!"/
I don't wanna die!!/
It's too late, I gave you a chance and you ran-Now it's too bad/

Chrorus-
Are you skitzophrenic?/(I don't know)
Are you insane?
Do you think you crazy, do you need some medication?(Maybe)
Do you need a medic? Are you okay, are you skizophrenic(Get away, get outta my brain!)
Are you skitzophrenic?/(I don't know)
Are you insane?
Do you think you crazy, do you need some medication?(Maybe)
Do you need a medic? Are you okay, are you skizophrenic(Get away, get outta my brain!)

Hahaha...

 

[shady_warrior]

Malice-Burnin' Down The House

Burnin' down tha house!

Verse 1-
Trench the earth in gasoline/
Call the cops, somethin like a holocaust/
With one fuckin' molotov/
Watch you burn off a ounce of endo/
Yellin' jump 5 stories up bouncin' out windows/
And I hope they neva come, fuck the fire department/
They've got a problem, I've got a hard dick/
I took ya life"burnin' down tha house"/
You need a skin ?graph? from ya ass so you look right/
You gon' cook tonight, burst in flames/
Keep my hands warm on you like a duraflame/
Don't wanna argue with this bitch and all the shit she talks/
I'd rather barbeque with her, eat some bitch-kabobs/
Release the gas valves 'till you pass out/
Got the mask down, tacked out, light a book of matches 'then I mash out/
And all the doors are locked, so you can't escape, no one is safe-burn/

Chorus-
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire!/
We don't need no water, let that muthafucka burn-Burn muthafucka burn muthafucka, burn
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire/
Way(Burnin' down the house)/
Burn muthafucka, burn muthafucka, burn!/

Verse 2-
Revenge is easy, singe 'em in kerosine/
Only thing left is a bitch burnt to death and an earring/(Muthafucka)
I wanna see ya kids run accross the porch on fire like the god damn olympic torch/(Fuck you kids)
Fuck it aint right, let the stage ignite/
Exit, stage right, 'n let you burn like a great white/
Hope you muthafuckas in it when I'm-"Burnin' down the house!"/
??? lip yep I did it, children and women-/
Burn to death, fuck the cremate fee, I cremate for free/
There ain't nuthin but an urn left(I got that)/
Call the fire department, quick/
There's a fire in your apartment, you dumb bitch/
Got some gasoline and matches in a backpack, catch my drift?/
Homie see if you can catch the backdraft/
Hope you muthafuckas in it when I'm-"Burnin' down the house"/
Stick slit dynamite hidin' in ya Civic/

Chorus-
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire!/
We don't need no water, let that muthafucka burn-Burn muthafucka burn muthafucka, burn
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire/
Way(Burnin' down the house)/
Burn muthafucka, burn muthafucka, burn!/

Verse 3-
I charred 987 for not playin' my record/
And when they came I blamed DJ Mark 7/(He did it!)
I'm an arson with an arsenal of weapons/
Incarceration ? keep my heart reppin'/
Hard erection, car revvin' drivin from a burnin buildin/
What would make you burn a school full of children?(Cuzz they're evil)/
(Burnin' down the house)
I wanna simmer and sear people,
Everytime I'm near people, scare people, pull fire alarms/
Hide the bomb, they don't know what floor the fire's on/
Burn muthafucka burn muthafucka burn that's my word/
If these muthafuckas get what they deserve/
If ya scared go to church, got some ash in my shirt/
These cops wanna hear the words they gotta catch me first/
I'm high pharmasuticals, (burnin' down the house)/
Watchin things burn 'cuzz I think its beautiful/

Chorus-
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire!/
We don't need no water, let that muthafucka burn-Burn muthafucka burn muthafucka, burn
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire/
Way(Burnin' down the house)/
Burn muthafucka, burn muthafucka, burn!/

 

[shady_warrior]

Malice featuring Baby D-My Girlfriend's A Retard
Baby D-
I made this girl my girlfriend 'cuzz shes the one/
Lookin kinda strange, also she's kinda dumb/
For those not knowin' what goin on(check it)-Yo, my girlfriend's a retard/


Verse 1(Malice)-
There's gotta be somethin really wrong wit my health care/
'Cuzz I'm hollarin' at a girl in a wheelchair/(roll up, roll up)
I dont know exactly what the fuck it is/
The way she stares off into space, or this bag of piss/
Somethin kinda really excites me/
I think she feelin me cuzz her golden retriever likes me/
I'd tell her how I feel but she's deaf and cant listen/
I met her at the Special Olympics/
I was like What's up, my name's Jeremy/
She replied ___, I thought she was scared of me/
I walked away, then a sign language translator said she wanted to maybe marry me/
Now I'm fuckin with this retarded chick/
You know how many good parking spaces we get/
Yeah I gotta blend up her food 'n feed her/
But we get the best seat at the movie theater/
Plus she always buy me stuff/
Dude she get a couple thousand from the US Government every month/
But that aint the reason, I'd never leave her/
Plus I like the way she flips the fuck out and has seizures/
We getta share all the pills she take, sex positions are great cuzz she cant feel her legs/
Baby girl don't get me wrong-I love ya head gear/
But take that shit off bitch I'm tryina get some head here/

Chorus(Malice and Baby D)
I made this girl my girlfriend 'cuzz shes the one/
She's lookin kinda strange, also she's kinda dumb/
For those not knowin' what goin on(check it)-Yo, my girlfriend's a retard/
I made this girl my girlfriend 'cuzz shes the one/
She's lookin kinda strange, also she's kinda dumb/
For those not knowin' what goin on(check it)-Yo, my girlfriend's a retard/

Verse 2(Malice)-
You're my mentally challenged, pigeon feet talented/
The way you grit ya teeth make me empty my calender(check)/
I'm ya boyfriend, doin my part/
Throwin' fuckin frisbees at ya fuckin head in the park/
I know one day you'll react-Damn, sometimes I forget that you handicapped(yeah right)/
Keepin hypodermic needles in ya phanny pack/
I love feedin you the cheese out these handi snacks(mmmm, you like that?)/
Yes, she one'a them hunchback hunnies/
Takin' fieldtrips in a van full'a dummies/
Wearin neon pink, flourescent blue/
I like the way ya foster parents be dressin you/
She got a downsyndrome friend looked like Michael Jackson/
She got an autistic friend looked like Michael Jackson/
I played Rain Man for her, she was ready for some action/
With her canker sore, Malice got her wearin a magnum(eewwww)/
I love ya little crooked hand, thats hot/
Lookin like you throwin up a set-Girl you gon get us shot/
I'm bumpin 2pac, you're bumpin Puff the Magic Dragon/
I forgive you, you're a retard/
I didnt wanna leave you but I had to do it/
I aint from New York but yo, you mad dumb stupid/
Tryina figure out a way to tell this bitch/
Malice dont wantin' no retarded kids/

Chorus(Malice and Baby D)
I made this girl my girlfriend 'cuzz shes the one/
She's lookin kinda strange, also she's kinda dumb/
For those not knowin' what goin on(check it)-Yo, my girlfriend's a retard/
I made this girl my girlfriend 'cuzz shes the one/
She's lookin kinda strange, also she's kinda dumb/
For those not knowin' what goin on(check it)-Yo, my girlfriend's a retard/

 

[shady_warrior]

Malice featuring Dego-Shake 'Em On Up
If you lie bitch Im gon' kill you/
If you die bitch Im gon' kill you/
If you cry bitch Im gon' kill you(all repeated)

Verse 1(Malice)-
Dont even talk to guys, you betta walk on by/
If you dream of leavin me, you betta wake up 'n apologize/
Actin' like a victim, who you bullshittin' bu?/
Shit you hurt me too, my hand hella fucked up just from hittin you/
I dont mean to be a asshole, but hit a bitch, grab a ho/
Shake that girl 'till shes ?slaughtered? Deeber deeber, thats all folks/
Bia Bia, Beat her down, like Muhammad Ali was around/
This bitch think she gon' cheat on me, better pick her teeth off the ground/
Look dont eat and dont sleep and dont breathe when i'm around/
I hit her like a full grown man for leavin the toilet seat down/
This shit gon' hurt me more than it hurt you bitch, look at my tears/
I control the hoe, she aint talk to her family in 5 years/
Quit walkin around the house so loud, betta take some lighta steps/
'Fore I make you tell muthafuckers you fell down a flight of steps/
They say Malice big and dumb, but fuck what they said/
I'm a scientist, testin the structural integrity of her head/(biitch)

Chorus(Dego)-
Find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you die bitch Im gon kill you, if you die bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you die bitch Im gon kill you, if you die bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you cry bitch I'm gon' kill you, if you lie bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you cry bitch I'm gon' kill you, if you lie bitch I'm gon' kill you/

Verse 2(Dego)-
Smooth, never loose with the chokechain watch me straighten up that girl/
Act right do right be right, sit right there and eat yo protein/
Cuzz ya fuckin with my mood and ya in my space, you might be missin' teeth/
You really really gon' be missing things, like walking, talking, breathing, outside seeing/
Poke you in a hole then I throw you in a hole bitch, till you stop bleeding/
Lots of ?punch? you'll be needing, not too much, just enough/
I know this is tough but this is love, this is lust/
Thats a bedpost and these are cuffs, and now you're fucked(I dont know what it was)/
Put yo head in the stove an while you in there, cook my caserole/
I'm hungry ho, now blow me ho, and when you done this iron clothes, you have a choice/
My hand is fine, pan my snakeskin or this garden hose/
Or how bout I keep it old school bitch with a knuckle sandwich to yo nose/

Chorus(Dego)-
Find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you die bitch Im gon kill you, if you die bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you die bitch Im gon kill you, if you die bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you cry bitch I'm gon' kill you, if you lie bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you cry bitch I'm gon' kill you, if you lie bitch I'm gon' kill you/


Verse 3(Malice and Dego)
(Malice)-
Whip that whip that, hit that bitch/
Call her names habitually, she will not leave this room, she got a ball and chain literally/
My satellite dish fucked up go outside ho better hold it in position/
Or I'll cut your fuckin head half off like Nicole Simpson/
You my human punching bag, thats why yo eyes always black/
The funnest part about it is you neva eva fight back/
Do I have to ask you twice? Bitch, take out the trash!/
You got a betta chance escapin' from Alcatraz/
(Dego)-
Plan on leavin' kinda hard when I have you fitted in the IMS/
The only flesh that'll be revealin, the only thing needed, is that yo S/
An when you pass I got yo double, yo sister will nicely do/
I' probably keep her wrapped in a ?bubble window?, gimme somethin' to shoot/
Time for the donation to science, yo body is really needed/
An when the autopsy come back to me, it'll say this bitch was beaten/(I know)
Kinda easy with that rope around her wrists/
I was 10 for 10, I was Tyson in his prime, go ddamn I could not miss(Beotch!!)

Chorus(Dego)-
Find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you die bitch Im gon kill you, if you die bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you die bitch Im gon kill you, if you die bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you cry bitch I'm gon' kill you, if you lie bitch I'm gon' kill you/
You gotta find a ho, get a hoe, shake shake shake 'em on up/
If you cry bitch I'm gon' kill you, if you lie bitch I'm gon' kill you/

 

[shady_warrior]

Malice-Paranoid

Intro(Guy talking)

Verse 1-
Somethin's gone wrong, someone's on the phone/(Hello?)
Someone's got me feelin' crowded, dog I'm all alone/
Why the two new government vans in my neighborhood/
I guess they out to get me-Quiet, I hear footsteps/
Now I wouldn't even trip, but let's investigate/
I heard a series of clicks on the phone line yesterday/
What the fuck is that about, I aint really mapped it out/
But I'm pretty sure they cops, why the fuck they campin' out?/(Who the fuck are you!)
I feel like clampin out 'n stuff, trippin off my neighbors/
Are they haters, wait up-Am I fucking rapping loud enough?/
Down 'n outta powda, down about a buck/
Paranoid about an hour, bound 'ta bounce around the town 'n come up/
Helicopters see me in action, they see me mashin/
I see 'em, I dont look 'cuzz what if they see me lookin' at 'em/(Don't look, don't look)
Fuck that, I'm not paranoid I'm cautious/
I'm not skizophrenic but I need'a see a doctor/

Comedian Talking(Cedric?)-
Son, what's wrong-Calm down!
An I'm up there, muthafuckin' lookin at them 'n shit, all crazy
They lookin at me, I'm lookin at them, they lookin at me, I'm lookin at them
I start singin "I come out feelin like, somebody's watchin meee"
I started singin' Rockwell in that muthafucker
I said a good man'a sold me the weed

Verse 2-
Picture every conversation recorded(hello?)
Every altercation reported/
Every location, they stationed right around the corner/
Just to see if these cops are cops/
I stop 'n buy a fake paper with 2 fake quarters/
I pulled up to the drive through/
The speaker box sound like a cop/
I get nervous and refuse to talk(fuck that)/
I see people with sheriff mustasches/
I wouldn't trip but they're wearin rather large pairs of sunglasses/
I see it's a conspiracty/
3 antennas is 2 antennas too much for a Jeep Grand Cherokee/
My real name aint even Jeremy, it's Neo/
The government lied, now you die at ground zero/
Fuck the FBI, I know my file is there/
Britney sendin' me messages through the styles of her hair/
When the locks click one click I'm lookin outside/
When the glocks tick, binoculars watch the shit live/

Mobster Talking-
They gunna watch me, fuck 'em I'ma watch 'em right back
I spent a few bucks, top dolla-who gives a shit
I got the latest anti-buggin' equiptment from the same places they'd sell to the fuckin' CIA
I had all the special police frequency radios, FBI discramblers, cameras that see in the dark
And because of that, the miserable sons'a bitches that they are,
They never once caught me doin anything I couldn't handle

Verse 2-
I don't trust friends, I got enough friends/
I get the feelin' that I'm bein trailed, I accelerate to a Buck-10/
See if they can catch me then/
You'll never get me, I'll slow down to sixy, jump out a bridge/
All women are whores, they tryina set you up/
I keep a, recorder under the bed when I fuck/
And ask 'em every 5 minutes if it's consensual, and what age she is/
I know it's pitiful, but I hate prison/
Peekaboo, I see you, indeed I do/
I'm cold, I look through night vision, I see neon blue/
I told the gas tennant, "Three on Two!"/
Pump my gas faster than the fuckin people in Washington D.C. do/
I aint gettin sniped out, I got enemies/
Plus there's 5 buildings in a mile's vercinity/
They say every man has a look alike/
What if my look alike is a sick crook stabbin hookers with knifes/
'Fore I say Kuluminati, they found the new body/
They at my porch with court-ordered search warrant copies/(I didn't do shit!)
Men in black, sittin' in taps and black cars/
Area 51,aliens in glass jars/

Outro/Guy Talking