Malcolm

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    Look, once upon a time around the Southside
    A young black man grew up in a house
    Had a pops he never knew, with a mom that's strung out
    His granny careless just about, say he'll never make it out
    Of the hood and had a handful of aunties that can vouch
    Young nigga named Malcolm, all his homies called him Malc'
    His big brother off in college, Malcolm took another route
    From gang banging, 'caine slanging, moms threw him out the house
    Stuck on probation, on and off since thirteen, been in and out
    Soon as he turned seventeen, shit got super wild
    Still a juvenile, he just totin' Rugers now
    He shootin' now, streets got him, Malcolm ruthless now
    Mom still gettin' higher than a motherfucker
    Malcolm used to cry at night, shit a motherfucker
    Ask hisself why every time he lie at night
    Sometimes he even pray to God and wish he die at night
    He grown now, had to get it on his own and
    He know nobody gon' be there when he alone and
    So fuck it, he just gon' continue doing wrong then
    One day he woke up, left the house and he forgot it
    But somethin' inside told him "Malc', don't leave the ratchet"
    But he ain't worried, he been lettin' niggas have it
    All his life he been bangin', stealin', robbin'
    Killin', livin' heartless, foolish, Godless
    Stop to get some swishers from the supermarket
    Usually leave the car in neutral but he parked it
    Looked in his rearview, two niggas, black Charger
    Black hoodies, black masks, black carbons
    He know it's over, try to duck, they start sparkin'
    Shells poppin' everywhere, Malc' get out of there
    He goin' crazy 'cause he knew it, Malc' gon' fire
    Car hit up, windows out but that was minor
    Perfect setting, it just wasn't Malcolm's time yet
    Rush in the house, yell out to moms, "Where my iron at?"
    And now he gettin' high, don't know where his mind at
    Niggas was masked up, he don't know where to find 'em
    Was getting out and he ain't know who was behind him
    But when he catch a nigga slippin', gon' remind 'em
    Two weeks later, Malc' right back in that action
    Whip fixed, new tints, painted, slidin'
    Malc' ridin, late night, 'round three somethin'
    A youngin focused, he just lookin' and he peeped somethin'
    Charger parked, car on, he see the heat runnin'
    Bitch hop in the passenger, he tryna freak somethin'
    Malcolm ready, his adrenaline just keep rushin'
    But he ain't buggin', he don't want homie to see him comin'
    He gon' wait cause when he run up, he ain't leavin' nothin'
    Fuck around and hit the bitch up, he ain't even bluffin'
    Look what Malcolm got now, yeah this his lucky day
    He on a mission, watch the Charger pull off right away
    Sweet as fuck, nigga pull right up to where he stay
    Ain't even watching, Malcolm trail a nigga all the way
    He super geeked, been tryna catch some action all the day
    Charger pullin' in, parking in the driveway
    Malcolm parked some houses down, he finna violate
    But somethin' tell him "Malc', you might as well go all the way
    You came this far, before you spark them, might as well rob him"
    Walked him right into the safe, it was a piece of cake
    Gave him 300K and Malcolm blew his face away
    Ain't give a fuck, that nigga up, he gave that bitch a break
    But feds watch the whole thing while they investigate
    They had surveillance on a nigga's house since yesterday
    Malc' runnin' out the back door with the cheese
    K's pointed in his face, "Don't move, freeze!"
    His mind racing, "Run, throw the gun, shoot, squeeze"
    But Malcolm came right to his senses, got down on his knees
    The saddest thing about life it keep revolving
    Same story, different niggas, same apartments
    Same gutter, same group of people starving
    Malcolm could've stayed in school and got a job though
    But this was all that Malcolm knew, he from Chicago
    Compare and contrast if Malcolm's from a rich town
    His whole life was planned out since he was six pounds
    Let me break it to a core so you can focus more
    At the age he started puberty, he was smoking weed
    His eighth grade graduation, he was toting heat
    His freshman year of high school, he was posted (what you need?)
    Before he saw his senior year, his life was over (life was over)
    Over, it's over
    It's over, over

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