Mad Child - f** Madchild [Og Mix] lyrics

Rappers talk like felons but they're all fake villains Madchild 'bout to erupt like Mount St Helens I don't give a f** if I hurt your feelings Get your helmet cracked, I'm a silverback gorilla Yeah! This is quantum physics "Little Monster" will stomp on you daunted midgets I've lived a life full of wrong decisions I got condoms for conjugal visits with blonde haired midgets, monsters, mongrels and wizards This is on-going, I'm throwing bombs in a blizzard This is calculated long division I got a strong condition, my funds are insufficient It was a really f**in' long intermission Now I'm goin' all out, and I ain't askin for permission While I gather up my arsenal, you couldn't wrap a parcel You're a harsh farce marshmallow with a a**hole I don't wear bar clothes, I'm not gettin' a bar code tatted on my arm bro, you couldn't hit a barn door My aim's perfect, it ain't worth it Perfectly wired circuitry, hurt you like I'm Hercules Then paint my face 'cause inside I'm a dark circus freak Lurkin' through the forest with a black axe handle Wax candles, droppin' acid drinkin Jack Daniels A masked vandal, I'm a victim of a bad scandal The Mad's Rambo, commando in a black Lambo' Used to gamble back when my head was scrambled Now I'm Foghorn Leghorn eatin a hambone Playin in a jamboree with a tambourine eatin' a tangerine A backpack with a change of clothes and couple cans of beans Wait I sounded like Yelawolf there, I wonder if he'd care He seems like a pretty good guy, he probably won't mind So back to bein' Madchild, opposite of fragile People think I ought to rat style, f** Madchild