Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean
I guess these major deals ain't all they seem
You are about to die!
Keep your heads up high
U about to get murdered b
That's the way, you can move it baby
You get fucked up, cause you don't know what fitness is about
Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round
You are about to get mind fucked(mind fucked)
You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust
And im about to drop, you
Watching for the cops that's moving through
About to get hit with my meat cleaver
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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