Design In Malice

By Complex Theory

On Meteor

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[Verse]

Your captains get catfished

Get smacked with a black fist

Sent back to his masters to practice

His tactics

To not miss

Cause that risk

Disaster

Im that quick

Im faster

My shoulders got mad chips

They swoller than atlas

A soldier a juggernaut

My powers is magic

I flow like the classics

I glow like a dragon

The last one

Its tragic

Its sad son

We sacrifice our leaders

Then we scream how we have none

Im past done

I roll up and pass one

Then put out all the ash on the gas

As Im walking from the blast of my last run

Mask off an assassin

Mask on I’m asking no questions

Just closing your casket

Exposing your factions

As fascist

You actors

Can act up

Get axed

With the action

In the future If I have sons

Im passing on the passion

And talent

They gone be like motherfuckin Michael Jackson

For real Jo


[Hook]

As the seconds turn into minutes

Turn to hours

Turn to days

Trying to race ghosts we don't want to chase

Trying to stay close till they turn they face

Just trying to stay sober

As the seconds turn into minutes

Turn to hours

Turn to days

Trying to race ghosts we don't want to chase

Trying to stay close till they turn they face

Don't let them demons take over


[Verse]

For slight spells

My nights hell

Never sleep like Nyquil

My mind fills

With a vision that’s clear like blind brail

Y’all niggas funny like sinfeld

My clientele

Exceed out your crime jail

And if the crime fail

Proceed to mind meld

Will we make it like only time can tell

But if you fake it then you stick out like a signed hail

To a fine girl trying to find peace in an unkind world

But then again they probably form a posse

Form a Militia or coalition to try and stop me

Wait a millennia for another nigga to copy

And then they will listen but now we live in illuminati

So what’s the difference if we all live and we suicidal

If you a champion why would you win another title

Begin the process acknowledge another rival


[Hook]

As the seconds turn into minutes

Turn to hours

Turn to days

Trying to race ghosts we don't want to chase

Trying to stay close till they turn they face

Just trying to stay sober

As the seconds turn into minutes

Turn to hours

Turn to days

Trying to race ghosts we don't want to chase

Trying to stay close till they turn they face

Don't let them demons take over