Malice at the Palace

[Verse 1]
Fresh off the press
I ain’t stressed, I Had to hold my breath
Liquor hiccups fucking up my chest
World Peace
Swung on a fan like a Ron Artest
Swing on my coach like Marcus Camby
I can’t stand me sometimes
Smoke a quarter on the drop of a dime
I’ll stop time just to never watch you cry
I’m outside with it
I scripted this from the times that we was
Hot with it
Boston Red Sox fitted
Timberland Rocka’
Closed curtains show stoppa’
Heard you got a lot to say about me but I know nada
Flow hotter than Mamajuana shots... In Allapattah
Shots rang from the corner like Tom Gugliotta
(Wooooh!)
That boy nice I know!
I took a chance so cold I rolled dice in snow
Hotboxin’ like Tyson’s show
Asparagus with fish
Watching this clip of Stеve Nash back in ‘96
(SIN)

[Verse 2]
My Godfather could’ve playеd a starring role in godfather
The D.R. version
Lights make neon curtains
Splurging everything that I earned
You know the motto
Mind your business if it ain’t your concern
Listen & follow
You’s a bitch
Turned bitch over a bitch
I hope they rob you for your shit
Your mother told me you snitched
What a shame
Tuck your pride just like your chain
Tried to come back around & they don’t love you the same
Story of the ‘had it all & lost it’
Adderall exhausted...
I Had a ball in Boston
How can I forget it
Hangover made me talk to god all day
Told him “if he let me live he will not regret it.”
Shit was jokes...
I had a quote....
Sounds Good if you listen close
Feels Better on a different boat
Stay afloat...