Malicious

I'd like to beat the life out of you
Screw being nice, you're doomed
Where do you desire to see "me at", fool?

So we "beef"
Like batshit
This is my tit for tat
Naturally, I got tactics
What I meant is I'm strapped with a mac-10
I'll blast your chest with this damn stick

I'll be the cause of you "death"
I'm not the one to be fucked with
Or you seriously gonna suffer the "reaper" concussions

Let's figure out this problem
We can count on your hands
These knuckles will "rock" you
If you think about going down to scrap

You can't "cut" it
I'll leave "blacks" on you
Like writing on a "paper" with a pen
Call it rock paper scissors of death

Beat this retard's ass
Till his heartbeat comes to an end
Till "he" passes out, got beaten harshly
It's "art" to myself

I'll shoot you in the mouth
After I "pull up" to your house
And they can't put the bullet out
Cause the ambulance is bouncing "up and down"

Aiming at the rims
Yelling f-u-c-k you, bitch
And if you see AK, you bitch
That means I'ma chin' to kill