Lyrics:
No glitter can fix her
No glimmer inside, dead for the rest of her life
Haunted by the dreams and woken up by the screams
Every night she says
even family they want me dead
I'm like a bull all I see Is red
Hanging myself from my mother's shed
I said it once and I won't again
I'll show these
This shit right here is called
The Return Of Malcolm
Don't take it too personal listen close
I feel like I'm at the height
Of my jump while y'all
attitude, latitude, 1973
I'm in deep
My head's on fire and high esteem
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything
Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh,
attitude, latitude, 1973
I'm in deep
My head's on fire and high esteem
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything
Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh,
Watch it drip from your sharp teeth
Take my life, have all of me
Marceline, you vampire queen
I've been dead, why can't you see?
You've taken all you
Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull out
crazy mother fucker!!Dis is a story of the lost child,dat lost all !to get all !for a lost life x 2!!! I dey knack am kiti kiti,I dey give her pasa pasa!
all lanes
All your bars Häagen-Dazs, that's on everything
Day a dairy queen, Deluxe, bless king
Dearly beloved, all first verse, all first verse
You
his ring
And I was making him my everything
Till I caught him in his car
With the homecoming queen
I shot him dead
I shot him dead
I shot him dead
Oh oh
On the hills of Seashore Valley
All the turtles smile big
The rivers shine like golden eggs
But laid by normal hens
The eagle flies down
want me, nigga
I go war with twenty, nigga
In all black, low doubt, like a ninja nigga
I'm in that butler bar spot
By your mama house (Skrrt)
I
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Talking to the...
Talking to the GOATS
Talking to the...
It's For The Dead Homies
Ay
Woah
It's for the dead homies
Ay
Talking to the GOAT's
Ay
Underslept, underfed, I'm dead
Underslept, underfed, I'm dead
Underslept, underfed, I'm dead
Underslept, underfed, I'm dead
Underslept, underfed, I'm
It's all around my head
Around my head
My head
Dead head
I can't cure this ache tonight
Pulled back and pushed away
The big A overloads inside
Has got
a symphony
Played by a cemetery
in the center of Queens
You said, remember that life is
Not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun!
So fill up
meet outside
Secretly
Girl you running through my head
That heartbreak almost had me dead
I loved you loved you
And promised I'll stay by your side while
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
this year
Popped a hundred pills, the pain is still there
Shed a hundred tears, the pain is still there
Dead homies, all this red on me stand for
than, I hope you listenin
Nigga we glistenin, pop off and leave you in the dead man position
Black Child is Murder, why'all forgettin
The work I put
Nigga better not run up on me
Run up on me, run up on me
Run up on me, run up on me
Run up on me, run up on me
Or he gonna be a dead homie
Dead
wish I could say
Death to you
All I can say now is
Fuck you
I wish I could say
I want you dead
I wish I could say
I want you in red
I wish I could say
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