Malcontent Intro Lyrics

If it bleeds, I can kill it. Death wish? I'll fulfill it

You get tagged while tryna run, get off the ground, bro you still it

If you pull a pistol better use it, word to Chekhov

And have my money right; get checked off if my checks off

Foley send hell. Salute you with ten bells

Hate you posers wanna murder you bitches like incels

Scream like Sindel. Big boss like Shao Kahn (Don't make me laugh)

King put hammers to ya chess you niggas is all pawns

Game isn't black and white, but I'm known for attacking mics

Don't need hype like these rappers might, you know children all act alike

They my sons, I feel ashamed, but really thought that I had no kids

Til they showed me, how I fathered they style, no Maury Povich

Lie detector determined I'm telling the truth

When yelling in booths, I'm God, and my melanin's proof

And ya arms, too short to try to box with a deity

I'm a Nahmir concert. Ain't nobody seeing me

Worth triple all you niggas, please reflect it in my invoice

I'm blunt and way too raw. I know you've seen the way I bend joints

Then bend joints. Which bones are broken? Doctors couldn't pinpoint

All they know is harm is quick to follow where my pen points

Think y'all fucking outlaws? I'll smack the thought up out y'all

Delusion, straight left, out these herbs. What they southpaw?

Ghetto genius. My school was safe. Had my feet up

So I laugh, as fuckers brag, how they wrath, got em beat up

Really, I'm a nice guy. A star. Check the night sky

More connections than wi-fi. So I'll nut in your wife eye

With no fear of repercussion, bringing drums that ain't percussion

Fuck a gun, you see her face? That's all the proof that I be bussin

Still tryna figure out just who hyped you niggas

All you shoulda, coulda, woulda what you might do niggas

Worst day, or best day, I won't invite you niggas

Cause at the end, of the day, I don't like you niggas

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