Malevolent Revenge

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More sick-with-it lyrics. I made this beat by mixing two tracks together. Sounded okay to me. Check it out.

Been into this rap thing for 20 years now, listening and studying more than practicing. At 25 years old, I'm finally making moves. Yeah, it's long over due, but it is all in due time. Listening to my songs and checking out my page, people may get the idea that J Malice is a monster or sicko; couldn't be further from the truth. J Malice has a heart and is willing to bet any amount of wealth that it's bigger than anyone who chooses to come through here. Don't judge a book by it's cover. You have to open the pages and read inside if you really want to know about someone.

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General

Charts

Peak #7,972

Peak in subgenre #4,423

Uploaded

January 19, 2006

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.2 MB • 128 kbps • 1:56

Lyrics

Accidents like cracking ribs and sawing ligaments/ 
satisfaction, I'm the master at clawing in ya sh*t/
stalling little kids, beneath their bed, incisions quick/ 
don't stop til I kill em all, they've lost their innocence/
as a little kid, I was daily ridiculed/ 
kickball teams replaced me, made me pityful/
now I make visual plates of tasteless non-minimal/ 
venemous-containing illness, what I say in rituals/
one lyric from me can slice your heart in two/ then cut with force gnawing over every part of you/
not hard to do, enraged with fire and sparkle flu/ 
your mirror reflection caught in the bathroom marks the truth/
psycho, maybe, but my mission is just/ 
have suckas wishin before my finishing touch/
menacing rush, straight into the must/ 
incision guts in dust, in the toilet with a flush
 


When I throw down these rhymes, ya b*tches run and hide/ 
too much to comprehend, like millionaires who wanna die/
lyrics killing punks who front with nine/ aftermath disaster, way too much to hide/
my mediphores leave your brain in pieces like Bill Moseley/ 
bastards freeze, then step, thinking they can still hold me/
I'm, real cozy, with corpses guts and feel holy/ by the hour, powered by a wrath of a million, boldly/
Just the thought of your blood drenched on my walls/ 
has me convinced I'm on a mission and ending it all/
make sure you pay attention "When A Stranger Calls"/ I'm like Hulk teamed with OJ, bending the law/
Lyrical blood leaks from the veins in my sleep/
remaining deep, I creep through a dream of slain freaks/
unplain wreak of havoc through your main piece/
supporter of soul-snatching, I'm playing for keeps

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