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then i do a fucking concert monster
And you don t want to fuck with mad cause i m a martyr, viper with the mic, i don t rap for media with beady little pupils
Psychos with the rifle and a knife, chop him into pieces and i stuff him in a trash bag Madchild, yo it s a distorted portrait of assorted moral warping
i m not the one to laugh at
I got money in my backpack, battleaxe warrior and this is fucking sparta, i m the little monster
Little king kong, underground rapper making money with these rap tracks, morphing from a corporate orphan to a fucking headless horseman
And you don t want to fuck with mad cause i m a martyr, little king kong
And you don t want to fuck with mad cause i m a martyr, viper with the mic
Everything s wrong, ain t nobody nobody but me in my rap class, i got money in my backpack
I m the little monster, i drink a can of monster which give me magic powers
Acrobatic jack o lantern flying like a spaceman, i m no dummy you can laugh at
Crushing every city, morphing from a corporate orphan to a fucking headless horseman, mannerism of an angry man that s doing vandalism
i m no dummy you can laugh at
Inebriated libra, battleaxe warrior and this is fucking sparta, i rap for deviants that do graffiti in their group homes
i m a monster
Abbreviated breathing through a deviated septum, nothing s ever pretty, chop him into pieces and i stuff him in a trash bag
i m hyperventilating daily
This shit is daily, madchild s on tour, got a high metabolism
Innovator with the generator in my backpack, crazy fucking cannibal Madchild, i m a killer
Breathing fire, morphing from a corporate orphan to a fucking headless horseman, wish that i could say that i was living lavish laughing
Chop him into pieces and i stuff him in a trash bag, that s my hash tag Madchild, i m not the one to laugh at
i don t rap for media with beady little pupils
This shit is daily, i m not the one to laugh at, and you don t want to fuck with mad cause i m a martyr
I m no dummy you can laugh at, when i was doing dope was a lying a little bastard, innovator with the generator in my backpack
I got money in my backpack, acrobatic jack o lantern flying like a spaceman
I m a monster, acrobatic jack o lantern flying like a spaceman Madchild, wearing bathing ape but i m on planet of the apes
I m not the one to laugh at, but my environment is still like ironman on acid Monster, that s my hash tag
i m no dummy you can laugh at
all that i can say is i will give a savage thrashing
i am not what you expected
Crazy irish monsters that will bash you with shillelaghs, yo it s a distorted portrait of assorted moral warping, psychos with the rifle and a knife
Ain t nobody nobody but me in my rap class, morphing from a corporate orphan to a fucking headless horseman
that s my hash tag
Yeah i do backpack rap, i m fucking hungry