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Design in Malice (ft. Young Zee and Pacewon)

[Verse 1]If I don't have the mag I get a bastard stabbed

With a knife big as a claw off an Alaskan crab

Young, I'm down with Vinnie give me six weeks

All y'all little pipsqueaks is up s**t's creek

Think we a joke? I'll put three in your throat

Drunk off gin and C&C coke then we flee in a boat

Then I come open up the spot with coconut Ciroc so the hoes'll suck some c**k

Then I'll forget to call her, after the nut I get attention deficit disorder

1-5 catch us off Xes and dust

Whole clique of registered sex offenders

Pop s**t, we'll hold your funeral XCs

n****s money come in roman numerals

Your block slow now, she f**k with them rappers

Cause y'all n****s money took a muscle-relaxer[Chorus]I'm the mastermind with a faster rhyme

It's work, not how I pass the time

I'm the mastermind with a faster rhyme

It's work, not how I pass the timeI'm the mastermind with a faster rhyme

It's work, not how I pass the time

I'm the mastermind with a faster rhyme

It's work, not how I pass the time[Verse 2]My music's strong enough to stop a bomb

I'm putting pressure on you kids like I'm a soccer mom

Who you think idea that it was to stop Saddam?

Who you think idea that was to drop the bomb?

You get your s**t rocked ma like Mustafa song

You blowing smoke you m**********r, you should cop a bong

The nine Taurus jam a little bit, the Glock is strong

I move brutal and use voodoo like Papa Shango

Over a billion Muslims, you could never stop Islam

Over a billion bullets shooting from the chopper's arm

The backstage filled with liquor and a lot of traum'

Cause it's been hard on Vinnie since my father's gone

I'm about to blow the fucking horns like it was Rosh Hashanah

This is the calm before the storm, Armageddon dawn

Carry a m**********r head that I shred in Nam

I speak literally, figuratively, the prophet gone[Chorus]I'm the mastermind with a faster rhyme

It's work, not how I pass the time

I'm the mastermind with a faster rhyme

It's work, not how I pass the timeI'm the mastermind with a faster rhyme

It's work, not how I pass the time

I'm the mastermind with a faster rhyme

It's work, not how I pass the time[Verse 3]You don't have to search and question

I have the purse and the murder weapon

Never get a second chance to make a first impression

I'm no virgin to murder and I'm an urban legend

Rather be of real service than to serve in Heaven

I don't like cops, I don't like co-operators

I don't like traitors or story corroborators

In any problem I'm the common denominator

My behaviour is the product of intoxicators

I'm just blood addicted, it's the other liquid

I'm above the limit off of the blood of the wicked

Don't even ask, there's somebody in the bodybags

The blood matches that's on the hatchets and hockey mask

I'm never traumatized, I don't have to compromise

I don't have to economize the homicides

You tell reasons to take the will my faith is nil

I believe that even Jesus has a way to kill

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