Malice At The Pix
5 PM
Brush my teeth and put some layers on
'Preme go underneath LA Apparel she can lay upon
Pressure is on me, I picked the movie
It's a banger though
Tickets on my phone
They know the motive when they see the wallpaper
She might be overdressed
Or it's the opposite
A hoodie and some cargo pants to cover up my confidence
Good luck
I noticed the workers on some sorry shit
But let me stay crystal when I say they started it
Like um, can I please just have my seats?
I know we came late and this is not the first time
But Labyrinth is playing
It's a special event
I've been dreaming 'bout this movie since I was a little kid
I took medicine to see if it would normalize my nightmares
But every time I slept the fucking goblin king was right there
Long hair, black jacket with the sequins
The night will make more sense if I just lay it out in sequence
Row B, seats 3 and 4
Closer to the screen, so the light would help her see me more
As I settled in, I felt a tapping on my right side
"Hey excuse me mister, I don't know if it's the right time, but I wanna fight you"
I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
The theater was all retro and nostalgic
Red leather seats with the yellow tint lights
Movie posters in the hall covered shitty paint jobs
I told my date, "before I'm gone, I want to see them all"
And she looked at me like candy in the cases
Wanted Junior Mints, I snuck 'em in my Junya coat
All I need is Redvines and a root beer float
But the workers wanted smoke
So I guess I'm bringing heat then
9 PM
Knuckles bleeding from his teeth
I was thinking when it finished we could grab a bite to eat but
It's a line of people up and down the aisle
All got a issue
I don't see the issue
Hold my wallet, kiss you
Then I'm back into the middle of it
Hackey-Sacking, kicking through the crowd
I got a hat trick
Triple double with my fists down, I'm getting active
Finally I made it to the manager
He said, "I wanna fight you"
I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
Shy High, I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
Brush my teeth and put some layers on
'Preme go underneath LA Apparel she can lay upon
Pressure is on me, I picked the movie
It's a banger though
Tickets on my phone
They know the motive when they see the wallpaper
She might be overdressed
Or it's the opposite
A hoodie and some cargo pants to cover up my confidence
Good luck
I noticed the workers on some sorry shit
But let me stay crystal when I say they started it
Like um, can I please just have my seats?
I know we came late and this is not the first time
But Labyrinth is playing
It's a special event
I've been dreaming 'bout this movie since I was a little kid
I took medicine to see if it would normalize my nightmares
But every time I slept the fucking goblin king was right there
Long hair, black jacket with the sequins
The night will make more sense if I just lay it out in sequence
Row B, seats 3 and 4
Closer to the screen, so the light would help her see me more
As I settled in, I felt a tapping on my right side
"Hey excuse me mister, I don't know if it's the right time, but I wanna fight you"
I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
The theater was all retro and nostalgic
Red leather seats with the yellow tint lights
Movie posters in the hall covered shitty paint jobs
I told my date, "before I'm gone, I want to see them all"
And she looked at me like candy in the cases
Wanted Junior Mints, I snuck 'em in my Junya coat
All I need is Redvines and a root beer float
But the workers wanted smoke
So I guess I'm bringing heat then
9 PM
Knuckles bleeding from his teeth
I was thinking when it finished we could grab a bite to eat but
It's a line of people up and down the aisle
All got a issue
I don't see the issue
Hold my wallet, kiss you
Then I'm back into the middle of it
Hackey-Sacking, kicking through the crowd
I got a hat trick
Triple double with my fists down, I'm getting active
Finally I made it to the manager
He said, "I wanna fight you"
I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
Shy High, I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
I wanna fight you
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
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Writer(s): Channon Schuerger
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