Verse 1:
Yo, I said I'm dope like China white
Madchild, I'm explosive like dynamite
Welcome to the temple of doom
My life with people that's demented mentally loom
Life is bright and sunny, then eventually gloom
Now it's bright and sunny, dummy. I'm the gentlest goon
Wish that I could say I had the sickest platoon
But I am feeling all alone like I am in a cocoon
A f**in' buffoon. Baboon, up in my room
I'm in a bad mood, feelin' like I'm stuck in a tomb
Don't ever f**ing a**ume
Cause I got no one to impress and I got nothing to prove
I'm back in the booth. Dope, sellin' crack to the youth
sh** is f**in' crack and I am rapping the truth, yeah
It's hard to f**in' laugh when you are broke and depressed
Talkin' to someone that's rich, I wanna open their neck
And watch the blood drain. Sick of all the bullsh**
Blood stain. Empty a full clip in your sh**
Smashin' is my pa**ion
Get mangled by a hundred ugly, angry, Anglo-Saxons
Chorus:
Tiger style
Tiger style
Verse 2:
I don't like this new sh**, but what the f** do I know?
White like an albino. I like vinyl
I love the Beastie Boys. I love the Artist's Cause
I love ripping your f**in heart apart. I got the hardest claws
I've been around since Jaws and Deer Hunter
Lyrically I'm Mike Tyson. I'm an ear cruncher
Madchild, I'm Robert De Niro in the movie Taxi
I'm a wild Apache, a young Frank Sinatra. All my rhymes are catchy
Ten-thousand percent Bearbrick speaking Arabic
Cold as f**, sitting high up. I'm on a chair-lift
Flip like a jack knife. Drip like a drag pipe
Spit like a brave heart wearin' a kilt with a bagpipe
White, so I'd love to get a Coppertone tan
Lying on tropic gold sand I'm an awkward old man
I'm made of steel. Skin is leather, heart is fibergla**
Put the f**in kid on hyperblast. You need to wipe your a**
I'm a f**in psycho on the mic. I go ballistic
Twisted, vicious, which gets me into mischief
(Chorus)