Yeah
What up
This is Mad Child
The little bad wolf
My hat game tight
My shoe game tight
I just need some more jeans
Yo
It's the Vatican assassin
Mind of a warlock
Radical with passion
Lines when the door's locked
I'm never getting sick of myself
Cause I'm not from this particular molecular realm
First I'll kill you then I'll pack you in the back of my van
My vernacular's attacking you like Dracula's fangs
Pimp slap a rapper with the back of my hand
What else can I say
I'm spectacular man
I'll have your whole damn team fucking neutralized
I'm Freddy Kruger with the Luger to your book of lies
Have your whole house slaughtered like Crooked I
Make a girl's mouth water when I'm walking by
Make her my concubine
Time to start the battle
I'm putting words together like playing a game of Scrabble
No time to dilly-dally
No time for dibble-dabble
I'll rip a rapper, crack a Snapple in his Adam's apple
I'm quick to wrap a lasso 'round these stupid assholes
Tell em that I'm back and I'm the new king of the castle
So now I'm international
They say I act irrational
Grocery shopping in my slippers and a fucking bathrobe
Drug filled nights with porn stars and orange bras
Smashed up hotel rooms and driving foreign cars
I'm super human I don't think that I'll die
Answer to a higher calling in the blink of an eye
I-I-I don't think that I'll die
Fireworks come out my mouth like it's the Fourth of July
And I don't listen to these trolls they are so lame
I got tiger's blood running through my gold veins
I got a lot of personalities they're all on the ball
I'm trying to pull myself together cause divided we fall
I'm trying to make it to the top
I'm excited and all
But this is hard work
A lot of fucking writing involved
I got posters of Lil' Wayne and Eminem on my wall
I put em on a sliding door so I can hide em from y'all
I'm dusting off my board and waiting for a spider to crawl
I call my parents they're like oh look who decided to call
Damn, I can't seem to get it right
Lot of crazy thoughts doing laps around my head at night
Ok, yeah, I know
I sound pathetic right?
Fucking pathetic must be, cause I just said it twice
These days I only go to God to get some good advice
When I spit a rap I hit you harder than a metal pipe
Harder than a hammer and I'm sharp as a machete slice
Rappers dusting off their shoulders like they got a head of lice
Bunch of fucking bozos
Listen to the verse I need to pop a couple NoDoz
Hope you get the picture like a photo
Low pro, plus I got the hunger of a hobo
Drug filled nights with porn stars and orange bras
Smashed up hotel rooms and driving foreign cars
I'm super human I don't think that I'll die
Answer to a higher calling in the blink of an eye
I-I-I don't think that I'll die
Fireworks come out my mouth like it's the Fourth of July
And I don't listen to these trolls they are so lame
I got tiger's blood running through my gold veins
I quit drugs
I had to stay strong
Most of my friends yo I had to run away from
Now I'm Mr. Lonely like Akon
Shit bricks piss butane and spit napalm
I'll leave you flat like a starfish
I'm trying to build an enterprise like a starship
While I keep spreading fire like an arsonist
So every show I do they call the fire department
Insane asylums inside my apartment
You can complain but that's not my department
This is my turf
I'm a white Smurf
I keep throwing knuckle balls with a slight curve
Thinking to myself, man this might work
Give it all I got hope it doesn't take my life first
Used to have a tour bus now we drive a caravan
Now I'm banned from anywhere that is American
Every day I lose a couple extra hair strands
Couple steps away from karaoke and an air band
Drug filled nights with porn stars and orange bras
Smashed up hotel rooms and driving foreign cars
I'm super human I don't think that I'll die
Answer to a higher calling in the blink of an eye
I-I-I don't think that I'll die
Fireworks come out my mouth like it's the Fourth of July
And I don't listen to these trolls they are so lame
I got tiger's blood running through my gold veins
