Mowers - It's Mowers Remastered Lyrics

Yo, it's Malice, back at it, like a mothaf*ckin' crack addict
Yo, it's Malice on the beat, slowly dying, but I'm looking neat
F*ck your bitch to the beat, and that pussy tastes so sweet, so I gave her a treat
Yeah, it's E, I only say what's on my sheet. You know I'm loyal, bitch, I never cheat

Got six sixes tatted on my hand and feet. Not to be discreet, but it's on my ankle
Yeah, my baby is an angel, yeah, you know I'm f*ckin' grateful
Oh, my baby, yeah, she's shameful, yeah, it's f*ckin' painful
Yeah, she knows I'm f*ckin' faithful, told her, please be faithful

Spread these other bitches, be disdainful. I'm a poet calling Malice Manel
Why the f*ckin' smoke? Say less
Get your bitch all up on my chest
You know I like to f*ckin' flex

And I'm still living in the complex
Yes, I'm that prime suspect
Try me if you wanna die next, bitch
Yeah, bitch, it's Malice

Don't forget, motherf*ckers
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