Meta
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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