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Meh, maybe tonight, if not I will tomarrow.

And I guess you see how it feels to wait for people, it ain't fun...people do it to me long before...and then people try to b***h at me about it...yeah how do you like me now?

Theres alot of s**t on my mind....its been kinda hard to keep in the right state of mind when I start...so I'll get it up when I can, I wanna have most of this s**t done before the weekend.

cool, lez do this and make it hot

Makeficient chaos is out of his ******** mind, if he thinks he can be this nice/
step to me, and i'll have ya covered in more blood than jesus in "the passion of the christ"/the only other similarity you have to him is that you're gettin sacrificed/
i'll have you checkin your mouth to make sure you got some teeth like ya were obie trice/
you call yaself chaos, but your lyrical chaos has ceased/
you're fake like tofu restaurants saying they cook with real meats/
im the next emcee that you'll never be able to beat/
you battling me? i'd like you to meet ya new best friend, his name's DEFEAT/
ya mind is empty like your brain has a ******** leak/
my rhymes funky like george clinton, yours are like sweaty feet, they just reak/
it's too hard for ya to even try to speak/
and that's partly because ya mouth is filled with all the d**k that you eat/
ya try to make half-way decent flows, but ya wreckin it, i rejected it/
ya couldnt be nice with ya rhymes, if god himself perfected it/
Mal thinks he's takin the win over me? please.../
the only time you're sick is when you caught ya boyfriend's sexually transmitted disease/
killin ya with ease, i got the lyrical expertise/im chewing at ya worse than ya momma's bad case of the flees/
im elevatin, you stuck in the same place like i made time freeze/
i'll pop one in ya head and literally make ya mind bleed/
went home with ya girl, hit her p***y and planted my seeds/
and it's funny how ya named yaself after a word you can barley pronounce or read/
some real rhymes are what you're needing/
maleficient means "causing evil, harm, or mischief", and what im doing to you is proper for that meaning/
ya cant step to me Mal, ya flow is ******** worthless/
the only time you'd ever spit fire is if you joined those dudes in the circus/
im hot s**t, ya cant drop this, ***** ya not s**t/
the way im killing ya in this battle is truly "maleficient and chaotic"/
trying to find ya way out, but ya seem lost G/
you lick on ******** dicks like little kids lick on ice cream frostys/
im at my lyrical peek, mal is just way too weak/
the only time you're the s**t, is when ya lickin between ya boyfriend's a** cheeks/
you cant blast me, b***h you cant pass me/
im comin in at the top, you just get mentioned lastly/
you battling me makes no sense, mal chaos is of irrelevance/
the only time you'd ever clap me, is if you're applauding as part of my audience/

yea, get at me Mal.

yo afro sama, I put your a** in trama
pull the plug, tell your death to your mama at a Glance I put you into a Trance of a Llama
I bring the gore humor and drama, like madonna
but a lil less stripping, like you do on the corna
you ain't stuck in the corner, but you a Jack Horna
suckin' on things other than thumbs n' plumbs
looks like it, you can compare it a human made tums
dum dum dum dum, I rip it up and still need some
you're old hits never seem to hit, its kinda dumb
I transverse to a new pattern that Titans are from mayou stuck with the midgets, hobbits, right height with gums man gets humped by more men than Pam An Vaginas I ain't here for Minors, I am that lifa, not a two Tima
you just a rhyma, tryin' to equal out to the master
I spit it faster, spits that last, butterfly disaster
beautiful in the end, but chaotic when times bend
like Katrina formin' over your house in mid day
But its ok go outside, it won't hurt, go on kid play
No need for dismay, I'll take care of you till help comes
Slice up your tendons, and stab through your ear drums
Cut off your eye lids, hang you on some hooks
its not what it looks, I know what I'm doin', I got books
start slicing up your stomach running your orgins out
set them up in order around the room in a route
keep you alive watch the deadly poison begin to cruse internal begins to bruse, all your begging I refuse
no quick death for you, it'll take weeks for you to pass
I'm that sick, that twisted, you just a punk a**
trying to last, man you shatter like glass
see right through you, and I don't need to be crass
'I'm the s**t so I walk on toilet paper'
You barely exist, you float away with vaper.