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Chef Mal

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Keep talking talk like you're going to the studio
As I moonwalk through my moods on the radio
Turn up my audio, smoke it by the ratio
Couple bad bitches on the hotel patio

I be making this beat, sexy coming through my teeth
I keep my lyrics raw, like this beef up in my teeth
I wrote this in a minute, bet it take you couple weeks
I fucked the instrumental now there's blood up in my sheets 

My cadence is amazing with the way I know to pace it
Bitch my patience isn't lazy what the f*ck are you a crazy
If you Step up in my space you get my finger in your face
Wait I'm innovative baby maybe hit you with a mace

Metaphysically, my physical anatomy
I'm Living in my lab, with unlimited of energy
I'm folding up a Kennedy surrounded by amenities
I'm never dropping off imma always be yah enemy

I measured up the density, I figured out the chemistry 
I'm coming with propensity, I'm ten percent an effigy
You f*ck with my complexities, I'll f*ck you up genetically
I'll leave you vegetative with integrity invaded sheesh 

I'm watching the kardashians an now I wanna bash my dick
These bitches be so passionless but blessed up with the ass an tits
I'm lashing out, I'm cashing in, my model automatic kid
I added then subtracted now got Mal as the acronym

You stupid little bitch you spend your savings on your habits
I talk about myself as I'm filling up a track list
You think you'll be alive in the lights with a fashion
I'm buried up in trash cause I can't afford a casket 

Metaphysically, my physical anatomy
I'm Living in my lab, with unlimited of energy
I'm folding up a Kennedy surrounded by amenities
I'm never dropping off imma always be yah enemy

I measured up the density, I figured out the chemistry 
I'm coming with propensity, I'm ten percent an effigy
You fucks with my complexities, I'll f*ck you up genetically
I'll leave you vegetative with integrity invaded sheesh 

Chef and I stopped giving fucks
When I threw out my crucifix
I kinda want that Tesla S 
Coupled with that Cybertruck

I don't want a fucking basic
I just wanna f*ck in spaceships
Blast off into outer space
With my microphone an my basses 

These bars may be shaky but never finna break me
I wrote this in an hour just to show you I was able
Knife in table, chips on the floor
The reaper keeps knocking, he knocks down the door

Life is like a box of chocolates where you're the box and not the chocolates

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