aNYone
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I'm still surprised that Malice's verse hasn't been outlawed
Entire song is flames.
Caught myself thinking “this Baby verse ain’t bad”
Yuugh! Another soul lost
Had to make his shirt match my oxblood-colored Porsche
Yuugh, the rims match, of course
Blood hit his Timbs, it reminded me of them
Glistening, wrist on chiller
Gun in the same palm, a gorgeous killa
I put this on my Lord
My niece was four when she felt chinchilla
I passed the chauffeur that ****
That made fiends rise from the dead like "Thriller"
Gangster, hustler
At night, still found time to kiss my mother
Live like I'm dreaming, kick my feet up
Gun poked my waist, remind me of my demon
So quit your yappin' before I get to clappin'
And have your body parts mix and matchin', fella
Push been writing scriptures for 15.
How could’ve anyone doubted him