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letra de lead poisoning (rip hugh heffner) - malcolm smalls

[verse 1]
go back b-tton on cartoons, this cinemax
i’m five years-old, watchin them hoes, i been attached
my mama caught me, doing headstands, while watchin’ -ss
i’m dreaming in cl-ss, even nastier in my past
a kid but i was stuck on them thoughts, really on them thots
jenny mccarthy, on singled-out, had my heart
until i saw her on her show making a sketch about her farts
that sh-t was a gross, but i was got
in the back sneaking hustler mags, the power they had
can make a n-gg- buckle, thats trouble up in they sn-tch
no wonder they call it sn-tch, they sn-tchin’ souls back and forth
get the most solid of n-gg-s turnin to catacombs
all dead inside, they poisoned our little minds with them inner thighs
i’m d-cking fives, and braggin’ about it like i was h-ttin dimes
thankfully i was that lame in highschool, so my sh-t dry
i’m used to them droughts, while n-gg-s lose they mind, for it
i swear there’s somethin’ deadly in those walls

[verse 2]
lost my boo, just wanna screw, in her abdominals
got the blues like d-mn carter cruise lookin’ phenomenal
couldn’t join with team no fappin, i think it’s comical
my s-x drive way too live, i’d be with prost-tutes
my body counts, on two hands, i give them b-tches no chance
i seen my n-gg-s get jammed, to get in them pants
got ‘eem like welvin, lookin’ like zombies, they chasin’ bodies
and lately, i feel them tricks are for kids, that sh-t is yachty, to me
give me too much problems, i’d have to drop sumbody
have lil’ shawty set you before you sip ya coffee
look at n-gg- that cosby, they druggin’ cause they are that drugged
glad for the kid that i was, perverted but now i can love
i’d rather polly with one, maybe i’m so different
look at arnold swazchaneger, all those pounds he lifted
exhibiting control, lifting, 500 pounds on benches
but can’t control himself around 100 pound women, that’s an issue
i swear there’s somethin’ deadly in those walls

[verse 3]
losing my juice is not that conducive
i want a family, babe we can do this
promise that, a piece of some -ss ain’t gon’ make me stupid
they ain’t deservin to have me, don’t have to prove sh-t
and y’all cats tryna take somebody’s woman, y’all are lame?
i’ve seen faces get blown off for that, it’s not a game
refuse to be like one them p-wns, i’m thinking i’m a don
f-ck i look chasin’, i’m not a tag-along
i get them flies out my face, i got my battin’ on
dapper don, i swear my theme music, should be a latin song
romanticize about your boy, you know i got it
cookin vegan hoppin’ john, that sumn’ southern i’ve adopted
baby my pull is commanding i’m like a bop it
and i can get it slippery, we gon’ needa be cautious
and the best thing about it, it’s not for everyone
i’m only hitting the women, i think of marryin’
cause there’s somethin deadly in those walls

- malcolm smalls

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