Alex Malice 1/2 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Farewell man you won't be missed
I can see you're jacked, but you've never been kissed
look at that face
You been mewing all day
You're good at every match up in the game
Except in the case your opponent has a brain
When people say you've got good D.I.
They mean you're disabled and insane
Sorry if this beat makes you wanna S.D.
Slow down, so free, this your banshee
Ban who? Ban me for releasing this heat
On you: the fool, for challenging me
Decki
Watchu doin' Decki
You're no good at being krool?
So nice, you let everyone beat you
See scooby now you wanna do a doobie
Call a doc cuz you're feelin' kinda looney
Moody is the feeling when he's bad but you're worse
What a curse, call a nurse to rehearse
This sound so far kinda mean
But you've gotta get what's in store
Walk down the aisle for
Silver sulfadiazine
Go to the local, 0-2, you look shocked
Embarrassed you blame mental block
Go to the next one, go 0-2 again
Bro, you'd lose to a rock
See that harsh decline in Bulbascore stock
You're so easy to mock
You'd be better with doc
And you've got a dysfunctional croc
Don't take it lightly when I say you frighten me
That enough from me, I'm lying right through my teeth
Now let me paint a canvas
Cause i know you love them bananas
You look like if a minion from despicable me
Got a thing done after his face got whacked in a plane crash
And he got back from the lab but his eye glasses
Wouldn't fit anymore cuz
His head's too big now
But he has a revelation
He looks in the mirror
But now he's asian
In a manic, so he racks his brain
What to do? In a panic? The parade's in rain
Watchu doin? At a time like this?
is where we are today
GVSU
Four Alexes
You're standing
Worse than ferris is
It's embarrassing
The time you put in
To this one game
You're gettin' cooked in
Gonna kick you outta the map
Cuz you're in dreamland with the space your head is at
Think you gonna win? Nah.
You just a wanna be jigsaw
Except you're the one gettin' murdered
On the beat, in the game, you're a wizard
With the way your stocks go poof
From the training room, all the way to your tomb
Seeing you is costly
In my eyes you're another Bill Cosby
Cuz you're such an abuser
To that poor k-rool you maneuver
You throw so hard join a baseball Team
Watchu doin' with this fake a** dream
Esteem goin' down
When you lose
To my mac
You attack back
But the fact is when you pick up a controller, on the screen
And you think you good at joker
You're a sidekick, breathin' benzene
In the backseat of beat up sonic
With that chronic disease: (losing)
Morphine in the skin, gotta cope with fact
That you're chaste, even though you smash twenty five hours a week
And you're mad, when you're friends,
Got you beat, on a streak,
Never was, on a streak
Now you wanna scream
The only time
You score 27
Is on an IQ test
We call that progression
Watchu doin' when you play this game
And you focus so hard
But you play like plague
Watchu doin' when you play this game
And you lose to kids
Still in second grade
Watchu doin'? Does it hurt your brain
When can't erase
The results you make
Watchu doin' with that face all stressed
When you study this game
But you play like trash
You can't even beat a sonic
if you drive it or you fight it
And it's a little ironic
That you think you're hegemonic
When you go to colorado
And ur feeling kinda bajo
In your heart you still know
You're so f-in garbo
You so much like joe: slow
You can't hit a combo
You so bad at smashin'
You're no Mark Ruffalo
You're kinda like kople
At walmart on a discount
Your parents were embarrassed
When they saw the ultrasound
You so much like joe: slow
You can't hit a combo
You so bad at smashin'
You're no Mark Ruffalo
You're kinda like kople
At walmart on a discount
Wipe off all your makeup
Dude, you're such a clown