MadChild - Ballistic lyrics

[Intro: Swisha-T] Yo, it's yo boy Swish Swisha! [Verse 1: Swisha-T] Yo, see I'm the last of a dying breed I don't need no other n***a to define me I spit a high free and huddle when the piff is in f** a beat box I let my rhythm be the instrument I don't wanna bid, I want the whole enchilada My haze from outer space so Imma blow from Nicaragua I love my Mary Jane you can call me Peter Parker I flow so f**ing cold, so you'll probably need a parka p**y little rappers I'll diminish you and finish you Hang you by your tennis shoes, you kids belong in middle school Why you trying to pick fight with a red nose pick With a Kendo Stick, and a bomb the size of Kimbo's fist Imma end your sh** All you rappers trying to be me Ya'll don't possess that raw talent, you just rhyme to a beat Y'all a'int grimy as street See I'm sharper than a poison arrow I load the barrel, co*k it back, leave your boys in peril I'm ill and twisted, you b**hes can bear witness My lyrical terrorism is sick and it scare children I'm spitting fire, the meanest, I'm sick and tired of beefing From getting high on the weekends, I'm f**ing fly and I'm tweaking I mean, I need a package of swishas or something sticky Im mad at the thugs and piggies I'm eating, there's nothing biggie [Verse 2: Madchild] I'm the judge, I'm the jury, I'm the motherf**ing chancellor Creeping through your mind like I'm a f**ing black tarantula Razor sharp, going for the neck like I'm a vampire Things about to transpire, hotter than a campfire I'm coming up so stack the money in my bank higher Open up my mouth I'll let the missile from the tank fire Life is full of glory and danger, a warrior angel I'm notorious, my story is painful I went looking for the trouble I'm a motherf**ing wild boy Open up my mouth but you don't wanna look inside boy You lyricists, I'm serious, when making dope appearances Look into the clearance, there's a lot of interference There appears to be inferior complex Interior bomb threat, exterior is nearly a combat Delusionally optimistic, drop the biscuit Now I've got a pot to piss in, even opposition listens [Yeah] I'm an annihilist, that triumph over scientists Rely on this cause I'm a f**ing lion with an iron fist Cowards get devoured I'm a powerful vulture I skate through life like I was [?] Kilometers on my speedometer, I'm a phenomenon Too hot for a thermometer The top is where I'm climbing up Lyrically I'm like an evil, lichen full of blood lust Metal bust you open I am doper than a drug bust I make a rapper lose it like a disimbowment Cause every verse I spit is a magnificent endowment