[Intro]
Hey Ben, man, I think I might need a high hat or something to keep me on
Since we.. since I'm just providing the beat for the acapella
You know what I'm sizzling
Alright, yeah, like that...
What I'm about to do I'm about to give y'all the verse I did with Bone
I was supposed to do with Bone, called "Speed of Sound"
They ain't never put it out so I'ma give it to you right now, check it out
[Verse]
I be comin' like an autobahn, I'm murderin' everything
I'm a killa with a mission to flip it
I'm sick with the gift of the lip, and I be itchin' to give it
Away for the wicked I stick it with the crick and they're diggin' it
Nigga
Like I said it before I'ma get up and go and get it
Because I'm Mr. Malignant, keepin' you riveted
Livin' it polygamist sin a bit
Any chick in a minute Tecca N9na be kickin' it
I flow for the Middle West, go for your little neck
Don't let me get it but yo' ho - I'ma get her wet
Stop and drop on top a twat in your kitchen
Not the guap I pop without an admission
Hailing from Missouri, you can smell out the hell in the thizzery
Just remember me, bustin' deliveries and I'm makin' 'em shivery
I'm takin' my little city to lyrical liberty
Hey Ben, man, I think I might need a high hat or something to keep me on
Since we.. since I'm just providing the beat for the acapella
You know what I'm sizzling
Alright, yeah, like that...
What I'm about to do I'm about to give y'all the verse I did with Bone
I was supposed to do with Bone, called "Speed of Sound"
They ain't never put it out so I'ma give it to you right now, check it out
[Verse]
I be comin' like an autobahn, I'm murderin' everything
I'm a killa with a mission to flip it
I'm sick with the gift of the lip, and I be itchin' to give it
Away for the wicked I stick it with the crick and they're diggin' it
Nigga
Like I said it before I'ma get up and go and get it
Because I'm Mr. Malignant, keepin' you riveted
Livin' it polygamist sin a bit
Any chick in a minute Tecca N9na be kickin' it
I flow for the Middle West, go for your little neck
Don't let me get it but yo' ho - I'ma get her wet
Stop and drop on top a twat in your kitchen
Not the guap I pop without an admission
Hailing from Missouri, you can smell out the hell in the thizzery
Just remember me, bustin' deliveries and I'm makin' 'em shivery
I'm takin' my little city to lyrical liberty
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