MARKED FOR DELETION - Super Ill Villain (Duplicate) lyrics

Its Mad Child the super ill villain , the Canadian wear wolf if not getting into america right now My moms fat Battle axe warriors hold that sh** down for me [Verse 1] Bounty hunter like Boba Fett Inspector Gadget with the go-go jet People look at me saying, “Boy that man bad” Warrior like Braveheart, Troy, and Mad Max Striker with the battle axe, mic I can shatter that Glad I got my shadow back riding in the Cadillac Coupe de Ville chilling super ill villain Won't let me in the States but my group's still k**ing You don't really want to try to hurt my feelings That's when your blood could squirt to the ceiling Rob Vike chilling, Prev-one chilling What more can I say? I'm still in Even though I'm not there still top billing Ice-T got away with songs about cop k**ing I was being good, that's what I call raw dealings Aw f** it, I don't even care I'mma leave it there I'm lucky to be even f**ing breathing air [Hook] Hey Mad Child, crawl into a corner and die I can't do that, I still must try This is all I'm put on this earth for All my other friends are busy caught in a turf war Cops still treat me like I am in a gang But how could I be? I don't do anything All I do is stay home, write rhymes, and work out Praying everything is gonna work out [Verse 2] Hey to make it in this game is like winning the jackpot These days you don't need a label, just a laptop Rapping has failed and turned into a crackpot So I suggest a second job if you a have-not Anything, selling d**, pouring blacktop You can't eat off Facebook getting mad props Old and broke, that sh**'ll leave you in a bad spot Shooting videos with grandma's kitchen as the backdrop Okay, I know my time is coming, feel like I'm gonna blast off Cause I got nothing left to lose, I rap my a** off I listen to these rappers, mad soft Cause everybody sound the same, flash mob See I can do that too but it won't last dog So I said f** it and choose to do exact opp So how I'm gonna turn this sh** into a cash crop? sh**, I'mma keep on spitting till the last drop [Hook] Hey Mad Child, crawl into a corner and die I can't do that, I still must try This is all I'm put on this earth for All my other friends are busy caught in a turf war Cops still treat me like I am in a gang How could I be? I don't do anything All I do is stay home, write rhymes, and work out Praying everything is gonna work out