Vicious Lyrics

[Verse 1]

It's a vicious cycle that this life wrote

Like Agatha Christie murder is cut throat

Since like 10 years partners in crime's boat

Real shit ain't nothin' sweet like what sugar coats

Started hotwiring cars n boostin' sneakers

Graduated moving weight n' sellin' heaters

Common trap for these young thug thrill seekers

Impressionable young minds without them real leaders

Almost inseparable like them conjoined twins

Tariq, dark skin like Sinka devilish grin

Malcolm a burly nigga with his light skin

Tariq a model type but yo, he was really thin

Malcolm lead a small criminal cartel

Considerin' the comp. they did kinda real well

Mainly credit card scams n' contraband sales

Hot headed, talkin' big wit them small tales

Tariq, like natives was always reserved

Hated that shit and wanted out of that type of world

A better life for his moms n' his baby girl

Colleges said ball was the ticket out soaked up every word

On the court he ate food his senior year

Sales declined Malcolm's vex he wasn't there

Signed his letter of intent n' Malcolm saw it clear

Shout 'em dead like "If I ain't leavin' nigga you can go, no where"

[Chorus 2x]

Crab in the barrel, gotta be a Negro trait

(Vicious, Vicious, Vicious, Vicious)
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Hate to see another nigga elevate

(Vicious, Vicious, Vicious, Vicious)

[Verse 2]

Brother lost his life tragic like Solider Slim

Her parents, she had to forget about them

Some 'em in her chest she couldn't cough up like flem

Her younger siblings, now she gotta fend for them

That's the pressures, beautiful girl in the hood

Niggaz like, "Baby yah sexy me wan gi you di wood"

Coca Cola body, exotic like models should

Have a lot of work with features that look this good

Music videos, parlayed principal roles

Bills all paid EZ pass them toles

High prices parties with them gifts of Gold

Diamond rings, niggaz would of gave they soul

Her brother taught her the intellect n' the street smarts

Now she a gifted hustler, breakin' hearts

No sex, just sex appeal how she played the part

Not a dumb chick, she had big plans to spark

Studied her books n' started her own business

In a plush town home wit plans to get this

Her Modeling agency n' spa for fitness

A young female black entrepreneur mistress

To a chauvinistic baller from the west end

Ain't like her independence said it had to end

She said fuck that, dropped that nigga n' broke his heart

Next they found her dead out in Malvern, Nelson Park

[Chorus 4x]