Kiley Hendriks - k**ing Spree lyrics

[Mad Child] I'm the extreme case of fire and anger I'm the extreme case of fire and anger I'm the extreme case of fire and anger The misguided angel with ice in his veins My thought pattern is scattered playing Russian roulette I'm a rottweiler, Excaliber, rock like Metallica Gunnery Sargent, chargin' with my beloved corps Don't interrupt me, I'll erupt abruptly Heavy metal makeover Mad Child forming hard again Four by four pick up truck to kick up dust Still astounding, vanity knows no boundaries You can't f** with this commando Rambo grapple in the jungle Kung-fu kicks to crack helmets Love is overrated, f** freaks for fulfillment Keep it in the family, all my friends go film it Overwhelming, chains spit flames, knocked insane Not identical, not cynical, far from my pinnicle Renegade rap, whitewater rap is river rafting Living in the lap of luxury laughing Catch a dirt nap when I start reacting You feeling me? I'm on a k**ing spree [X3] Compare us to someone else You don't want to go at it Compare us to someone else Prevail do or die [Prevail] My relief, to finalize the movement of the freaks In a fantastic place where you are what you eat (What's up? What's up?) News of the new world chump Enforce when I'm sober, enforce when I'm drunk Until the village sorcerer, give them time to jump to the orchestra Battle Axe warriors throw you around like raggedy dolls No one answers when the majesty of tragedy calls The rhyme involved is easy to spot Check the weight of the victim and the type of knot Tie up your whole crew with the talon of a hawk Drink in my hand, probably gin on the rocks I'm the center of the universe, k** a verse if I'm hot Yo, to tell you the truth, I'm the duke of the dark Double sided mirrors, frosty breath My reputation for rocking sets is darker than d**h Armor on my left arm, armor on my chest Yo you feelin' me? I'm on a k**ing spree