Malice

Everything you act like you are I really am Gun in my hand pointed on another man If I hit him Release the soul The devil grabs hold and drags you down to hell I twist my fingers but it ain't for no gang I twist my fingers around the butt of the frame So when I squeeze the booty The dick blow out your brains The fragments hit a break dance on the wall and you lay Carving my name on the table vengeance Taking my seat in a circle of treachery I've abandoned my post to greater my footing Dusting off my gloves and opening scars From the days of b n e's And stealing cars Smelling blood Spilling blood I owe blood I felt the edge of life I felt close to death He hung over the steering wheel with his brains on the dash Time passes Memories fade But never the bad They always remain They leave a stain, a bad taste Can't cleanse your pallet You can't erase Maliciousness This is for the darkness Maliciousness That gave birth to me Maliciousness From hatred and death Maliciousness Involuntary Maliciousness My intent is violence Maliciousness My intent is violence Maliciousness My intent is violence Maliciousness Maliciousness I'll break bread with the enemy Maliciousness Just to peep routine Maliciousness Then it's right back to robbing Maliciousness These fucking fiends Maliciousness My intent is violence Maliciousness My intent is violence Maliciousness My intent is violence Maliciousness