It’s in the eyes of every soldier doin’ life in a slum
We’re built to fight forever even after we won
I’m just a mixed up mutt who’s sick a givin’ a fuck
who cooks up schemes to make a buck
One day I’ll rob L.A. when they ain’t lookin’
and bring the Dodgers back to Brooklyn
(Maniacal)
(The Maniacal, The Maniacal, it’s The Maniacal, The Maniacal, The Maniacal Mxlpct)
When the last sun burns out and the universe runs cold
I’ll live through words so viscous they scarred your soul
Life don’t mean shit gettin’ loot’s what matters
we got kids shootin’ hoops through fire escape ladders
I’m the illest rapper alive ‘cause I paid the price
for an emcee to be sicker than me he’d have to fuck you twice
This ain’t a date ain’t here to dance
you’re fucked no foreplay no romance
The last breath I release right before my death’ll
breath life into millions that strive to be next
I’m just settlin’ debts and I owe out beatin’s
I’ll make a store boy out a ya boss
send him back out for a packet a soy sauce
Cops kick in doors before they knock
it’s a never endin’ war on these broken blocks
Forgot iller shit than you ever had
‘cause I couldn’t find a fuckin’ pen and a pad
When it comes down to schemes never met my match
throwin’ carjacks under store gates if there’s cash to snatch
Never seen nothin’ iller than this mixed up mutt
only thing bigger than my balls is your fuckin’ gut
Didn’t spend my last seventeen on a fuckin’ album
to hear eighteen songs about a platinum medallion
Wrong nigga to test kid I wrote the exam
Your squads out a luck against this underdog rookie
I been beatin’ odds that’ll bankrupt bookies
Put an S on ya chest and you still couldn’t stop this
like a kryptonite nuclear device in Metropolis
When I pull shit all the bullshit ceases
Got more ways to eat ya than a fuckin’ Reese’s
my precinct’s the 7-0 you know what they do
You weren’t complainin’ about my dick when I was hittin’ an’ smackin’ you with it
matter of fact lookin’ back you were actin’ happy I did it
Fold ya team ‘til I leave creases
shatter ya dreams then stab you up with the pieces
ever go back to doin’ some sticks
it won’t be for cash just adrenaline kicks
You know you need me so when you see me
you can point ya fingers and go there’s the villain
Wanna do some shit that can fuckin’ amaze me?
Boot out Bloomberg and move into Gracie
Mxlpct remember the name the epitome of villainy
I’m rapin’ the game like it or not you’re feelin’ me

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