Mum's the word, that's hustler's etiquette; Ya rather hang yourself, than turn state evidence. — Malice (Clipse Hustle Copy Share Image
I taught you how to cut it, cook it on hot stoves. I taught you how to share em, when fucking with… — Malice (Clipse Food Copy Share Image
Niggaz can't figure the format for hustler criteria. Not chrome, grown rims with stallion insignia. — Malice (Clipse Hustler Copy Share Image
Look, tulip, I will never tuck a jewel up. Kindergarten did they not tap your knuckle with the ruler? — Malice (Clipse Knuckle Copy Share Image
Canary yellow diamonds size of yield signs, slow down and procede with caution. Carousal of horses with dual-exhaustion. — Malice (Clipse Horse Copy Share Image
I stay with the fifth, since niggas want to grab, fassst-life, get it y'all is on the fast and them hos never… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
No whore, that's not love, we was fucking, I was in search of a chicken head; you was clucking and I was… — Malice (Clipse Love Copy Share Image
I been the insipiration for all you industry dick tasters; To you local dream chasers. — Malice (Clipse Dreams Copy Share Image
And talk about how I would lounge with fly women, how I was flossing in clubs in fine linen (preach on). Hopping… — Malice (Clipse Baseball Copy Share Image
I'm the era of the juice crew, don't let that dookie noose you. 1 and 1 is 2, its just as simple… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
First nigga holla show me, let that 9mm turn a fella ghostly. Hell, I'll even grant amnesty to those who owe me.… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
Daddys in a better place entering golden doors. With ivory all white pillars and marble floors. Brand new physical frame with no… — Malice (Clipse Better place Copy Share Image
Hell, even my garage a menage, Like my hoes exotic, same as my cars. Million-dollar deposit, you suffer from withdrawals, I got… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
Louie bags, I trick 'em with good faith, In hopes they return the favor, with good face. Mentally, my mind in a… — Malice (Clipse Faith Copy Share Image
Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense, who knew them comments meant you could lose your common sense?… — Malice (Clipse Common sense Copy Share Image
This is were the buck stop, here's where I draw the line. I touch the hem Gods work is so divine, I… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
We love sinning but now I answer for that. Apologize to my fam I got you all dressing in black. — Malice (Clipse Sinning Copy Share Image
The pioneer of the coke rap, I'm dancing with the stars stepping on blow doing the toe-tap. The dope return like I… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
I am king bush. I set the stage for all these people being hooked. I weigh mountains while all them niggas just… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
Ever since, I was young, never talk to the folk; Tongue small like a rudder, yet steer the 'ole boat! Loose lip… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
Jealousy, I ask thee: "What is this for? ". How was I to know I was happy being piss poor. — Malice (Clipse Jealousy Copy Share Image
And still don't nothing move but the money, nothing like 50 bricks, wrapped like the Mu-mmy. With the return ensures the Second Coming. — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
Yall know who owned this so they end my career. But still I put my tag on this earth Malice was here. — Malice (Clipse Malice Copy Share Image
So I speak to my people on the spirit of chuck d. You behind the glass trust me and cut deep. Then… — Malice (Clipse Poetry Copy Share Image
Goddamn the boy's back. For pushing a mountain of snowcaps to avoiding the kojak. — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
Ashes to ashes his body back to the Earth, that casket drop six feet, then throw upon it dirt. — Malice (Clipse Ashes Copy Share Image
The 50 in the duffel won't crush, It settles to the bottom like dust, fuck what ya heard, you ain't countin' paper… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
Am I my brothers keeper for himself every man, I have been your reaper, there's blood on my hands. Except me as… — Malice (Clipse Brothers Copy Share Image
Generation lost they saying they can't reach us. The answer is the Lord like Saturday Night Fever. I kept in the crib… — Malice (Clipse Saturday night Copy Share Image
It's not for you to do as I do rather do as I say. These footsteps could lead you astray, Lead you… — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
