Malice
Just ran into Attalah you know brown skin cute face
Before that ain't seen her a few days
maybe like one or two days
two months, two halves a year ooo dang
Running through my mind on her Usain
I’d be lying if I said she ain’t attract me in a few ways
Used be a light skin only type of guy
ironically I saw the light, and now I like em same way as my kool-aid
Really love what black people are becoming
Some lawyers, some engineers... some thuggin
Some strippin, some selling drugs... some druggin
Sum tryna make the NBA while some drummond (drumming) a different way
Georgia Tech got me questionin my own mental state
If I lose Zell Miller I’ll be in disarray
I got into the school without a doubt in my mind
but more doubt concerning my life injures me everyday
I was better off before
But I like my heart this cold
Satan knocking on the door
How was I supposed to know
Malice all within my mind
I plan on doin wrong
I swear I wanna burn it all
I swear I gonna burn it
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