Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Malcom Interlude, artist - Thelonious Martin
Date of issue: 01.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Malcom Interlude |
Yeah, uhm. |
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah |
Okay-alright, okay-alright |
Yeah. |
Yeah I spend, my nights working and I’m quite certain |
If the right person come across me then I might hurt her |
This the-the white sermon, and I ain’t talking Erick |
These rappers is my sons I’m the shittiest of parents |
This just another suicide lullaby |
You don’t get the truth here we only summarize |
The facts ain’t nothing we should publicize |
Throw the lightning bolts my bitch got the thunder thighs |
It’s young Zeus with it |
Throw the blunt in the circle playing duck, duck, goose with it, too prolific |
Lot of people after the bread, me I’mma rap when Im Dead, tell them shoot me in |
the back of the head |
Man with no face |
.yeah, man with no face, uhm |
Man with no face |
Yea. |
yeah, yeah |
Unstable head, fillin' up with raps |
Whiskey in my flask shit you didn’t have to ask |
There’s making judgements but they didn’t know the half |
I ain’t Schoolboy Q bitch, I didn’t go to class |
Your bitch pussy lips is on my 'stache |
I see these new rappers and, all I do is laugh |
Rap sabotage, young Macintosh |
Funny money like I was buddies with Judd Apatow |
Yeah, the raps is hard but the pack is raw |
I’m Old Jewish homie, chillin' playing racquetball |
And it’s all good after all |
And it’s all good after all |
Yeah, man with no face |
Man with no face |