Fuck Madchild (OG Mix) (Bonus Tracks) Songtext
von Madchild
Fuck Madchild (OG Mix) (Bonus Tracks) Songtext
These rappers talk like felons but they′re all fake villains
Madchild about to erupt like Mount St. Helens
I don't give a fuck if I hurt your feelings
Get your helmet cracked, I′m a silverback gorilla
Yeah, this is quantum physics
Little monster
Will stomp on you daunted midgets
I've lived a life full of wrong decisions
I got condoms for conjugal visits
Blond haired midgets, monsters, mongrels and wizards
This is on-going, I'm throwing bombs in a blizzard
This is calculated long division
I got a strong condition,
My funds are insufficient
It was a really fucking long intermission
Now I′m going all out and I ain′t asking for permission
While I gather up my arsenal you couldn't wrap a parcel
You′re a harsh farce marshmallow with a arsehole
I don't wear bar clothes,
I′m not getting a barcode
Tatted on my arm bro
, You couldn't hit a barn door
My aim′s perfect, it ain't worth it
Perfectly wired circuitry, hurt you like I'm Hercules
Then paint my face cause inside I′m a dark circus freak
Lurking through the forest with a black axe handle
Wax candles,
Dropping acid
Drinking Jack Daniels
A masked vandal, I′m a victim of a bad scandal
The Mad's Rambo, commando in a black Lambo
Used to gamble back when my head was scrambled
Now I′m Foghorn Leghorn eating a hand bone
Playing in a jamboree with a tambourine eating a tangerine
A backpack with a change of clothes and couple cans of beans
Wait, I sounded like Yelawolf there
, I wonder if he'd care
He seems like a pretty good guy, he probably won′t mind
So back to being Madchild
Opposite of fragile
People think I ought to rad style, fuckk Madchild
Madchild about to erupt like Mount St. Helens
I don't give a fuck if I hurt your feelings
Get your helmet cracked, I′m a silverback gorilla
Yeah, this is quantum physics
Little monster
Will stomp on you daunted midgets
I've lived a life full of wrong decisions
I got condoms for conjugal visits
Blond haired midgets, monsters, mongrels and wizards
This is on-going, I'm throwing bombs in a blizzard
This is calculated long division
I got a strong condition,
My funds are insufficient
It was a really fucking long intermission
Now I′m going all out and I ain′t asking for permission
While I gather up my arsenal you couldn't wrap a parcel
You′re a harsh farce marshmallow with a arsehole
I don't wear bar clothes,
I′m not getting a barcode
Tatted on my arm bro
, You couldn't hit a barn door
My aim′s perfect, it ain't worth it
Perfectly wired circuitry, hurt you like I'm Hercules
Then paint my face cause inside I′m a dark circus freak
Lurking through the forest with a black axe handle
Wax candles,
Dropping acid
Drinking Jack Daniels
A masked vandal, I′m a victim of a bad scandal
The Mad's Rambo, commando in a black Lambo
Used to gamble back when my head was scrambled
Now I′m Foghorn Leghorn eating a hand bone
Playing in a jamboree with a tambourine eating a tangerine
A backpack with a change of clothes and couple cans of beans
Wait, I sounded like Yelawolf there
, I wonder if he'd care
He seems like a pretty good guy, he probably won′t mind
So back to being Madchild
Opposite of fragile
People think I ought to rad style, fuckk Madchild
Writer(s): Shane Jason Bunting, Reece Zazulak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com