Ghostface Killah - Malcolm Lyrics
[ghostface]AyoIm like malcolm out the window with the jointHoodied up blood in my eye , a lead to flyLike ***** it (2 gunshots) , look how these niggas duck shitOne kid hollerin what lookin up , he the big wigFake ass cat , low life , sodomize mindBeatin niggas , big bricks of bread sellin mad dimesHis feet hurt , networkin he get no workYo smack him where his hand hurt , ***** what he worthYo he sucked his thumb smooth for the kid laced with the big gunsStain to my baltimore niggas that he on the runPlus he ill in the drums , heartburn for life , calcium manWatch him grab the tums , hes a frontPigeon totalist sister with the fat assShow hash behind up the block plus he smashed herBig bub did him somethin deadly , act premedidtatedBuck 60 strike was the medleyNice like van halen , seen him at the tunnel with his skin peelinDid two days thought he was jailinYou get close , look at his handsThats the same kid that cut his wrists , talkin bout the cuffs did itHe ran away , frontin majorly , eyes like sammy davis jr.Rounded off with a fade g , he sport the bob hope classicsRan down asics , kmart , the short sleeve shit be the basicsHe eat hams shitted on himself twice , big hatted jewsRushed the nigga out in crown heightsChorus:Yo let me tell you how the game goWe gettin rid of all the prostitutesTony wants the streets back fo shoToo many hustlers , too many thievesWere *****in up whos willin to fight and teach the csToo much tv , guns and robberiesLust and greed and hate the 4 devils jealousy[ghostface]Yo I champunch mase in his face over some bullshitThe other night they kidnapped his brother pokin it with knivesIts rainin , 85 degrees kinda muggyOne of the nights they thrown in his face its real uglyYo we up in jonesys posin , all these niggas know me>from *****in wit , under theses niggas heavy paroleesYo we played the speakerAnd from a distance we could see these chainsThe p slayed , flat on his chest , was two plainsAshy hands yo , no need for rings at allHe just cracked the v8 backed up , leaned against the wallLookin flower , he just came home , he on like a *****Did a dime for holdin up the gods up in the armored truckTen years later son 280 on the weight tipHe throwin up six plates plus he studied matrixHes a wally horse shout it out sweatin through his valor*****-eyed nigga back up his neck he had shoresSammy eagerly rode up on him , taxi off the turkey with the jointOn himFlower look his man stood up before himThe *****es hit the table , jah king stripped off his cablesShots went off , samll get a chance to make his debutFlower grabbed tiff his man with the sideburns , hat fell offWe nerd his wigworms , he hid behind richSee allah hit the light switch , young girls were trampledIn the measured pool , pistol with mase , and broke the handleDesperate crawlin to the door on all foursShim kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was its yoursOh my goodness , ba grabbed the mo bottle thrashinHe layin like a gay models shoutin out sebastianHe smiled with his teeth missin begging for mercyNo more God , the 68 thousand down a pair of threeOut came the cannon , whistled out zagginCham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragonIts over , another story toldLyin with the snakes , tongue kissin cobrasChorus
