Malice Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind & Naked Freestyle текст песни, слова песни Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind & Naked Freestyle Malice
Malice - Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind & Naked Freestyle
Jesus was on the album cover, the Lord Willing
A brush with death and a 32 year sentence is enough to bring the illest of sinners to repentance
To the project tenents for every rock sold that ended up in a pipe and should have been school clothes
To every chick I cut, I reckon I suppose, an apologies in order
Not all of you were hoes
Roll with the winners know Tony eating schools
400 months don't equal no amount of blow
So I tell my son, you gotta pick your friends better
I love Geezy to death but I have yet to write a letter
The storms we've dun weathered all came at a cost
But don't ask where is Malice, Malice is never lost
No rhave I gon soft better rethink your thoughts
Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind & Naked that's book smarts!
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