Swollen Members
Madchild
专辑:《Beautiful Death Machine (Explicit)》
更新时间:2025-04-03 06:25:20
文件格式:mp3
Ladies and gentlemen it's time to hear my sentiments
I'm hotter than a kettle and my pen's full of adrenaline
I stopped takin' that medicine the dust is finally settlin'
Practice close to perfect nobody is rhyming better than
Mad Child spewing a monstrosity of anguish
Countrymen are tryin' but they're not talkin' my language
I rap to cover up the pain just like a f**kin' bandage
Emotions like the layers on a sandwich I peel 'em like a mandarin
These young punks I'm schoolin' em like Cambridge
Slap these appetizers I'm the motherf**kin' main dish
First they're on my mind but then they're fallin' off like dandruff
Now they call me 'White Devil' like Colonel Sanders
Sh*t I'm the fire on both ends of a burnin' candle
I'll retire when Jesus come back in a cloak and dirty sandals
Even then still be rappin' up in heaven beside the manger
Other rappers are in danger I'm the motherf**kin' misguided angel
MP4 REV I make the files wave
Classic tales of revenge my friend I will spit on your grave
Kids they got no styles today gray and white and red and black
When I attack I send 'em back without their f**kin' head intact
Think about that that's a risk battle axes bats and fists
Wilson Fisk rapping kingpin fastest engine three man blitz
The pits and pendulums of life are barriers to break through
So barricade yourself inside your house before I take you
Welcome to Lakeview it's a great view from the padded cell
Cannibal crush we will prevail and the misguided angel's bad as hell
Like the bat out of hell on a motorbike
With a spike on the helmet on the road to life
Give 'em the light little parasites Pacific Rim got 'em in my sights
Caught in the crosshairs you're gonna take a loss here
There's lots of air but you can't breathe and see it can't believe it
Your eyes are playin' tricks amazing that you still exist
You think you're Superman Then say my name backwards like Mxyzptlk
I spit the fire maniacal vile we’re wire proof
Die with your boots on and a gun in your hand I approve
My uncle would too motherf**k you
Motherf**ker motherf**k everybody in your crew
Or anybody who not ridin' with us to the fullest extent
Put you under cement in the jungle with debt
Smiles of murder and laughs of pain
When we were kids we'd act insane now we grown considerate the rain
Brooklyn New York they say we sound like crooks when we talk
And they probably right you probably get yourself juxed with a fork
If you steppin' correct though everything is copasetic
But most these rap though guys is so pathetic
We don't start nothin' but yo we always down to finish it
Humble to the rumble cause we handle our business kid
Nothin' to brag about we just built like that
Simmer down homie you could get killed like that
Hold up hold up police are on my dick they don't harass me
B**ches on my dick so if I'm married they don't ask me
I explode she swallow my load she take a taxi
Don't forget your cellphone and fix your make-up Ashley
I’m laughing watchin' you split talkin' your sh*t
Whisper underneath your breath leopard Dungarees and mesh sh*t
My comrades are conniving
My bad habits are violent I need a padded asylum
(I'm too far gone) Thinking of departuring
My pride paid for what my ignorance was costin' me
The rep got bigger figured everyone was watching me
They looked at me the underdog I took this sh*t impossibly
Throw the f**king bottle back and toss a molotov on me
Holler back I played this job for keeps and made a boss of me
I reek of charisma can't get it off me
I serenade the whole world and sing it off-key
You see the guns is large the bullets hotter than suns and stars
Y'all are p**sy like love songs it's from the DeBarge
When my father died he put his f**kin' son in charge
And he was a G so that made me the son of God
And that mean nobody in my family is gonna starve
That mean nobody can trap me have me under bars
Boxcutter Paz leave you with a hundred scars
Cops on the ave evil as a hundred tzars
I'm a hypocrite sendin' mixed messages
The hardest motherf**ker you ever contended with
Harder than servin' 20 back-to-back sentences
As an apprentice to a life with no aggressiveness
They just make you a dead body on the precipice
Watch heavier than six necklaces
Rhyme sound effortless even though the dialogue treacherous
Keep the hammer in the boot behold the rhyme specialist