MadChild - Canadian Beasts lyrics

[Verse 1: Swisha T] Ye you noticed it, I'm a flowisist, you ain't as cold as this My orbit is, just so glorious, I feel like Morpheus I'm sorry b**h, but I'm not into you, I just got into you Got intimate, but now I'm impotent so I'm out to kicking it I'm sick of this so quit your blabbering, get the [?] What's happening, you ripped the [?] you f**ing scavenger Imagine that, I wasn't a rapper would you even call They claim to love me, but I swear they don't know me at all And all these critics in my city wanna see me fall Saying that they know me well, but we don't speak at all We might've met, but the fact of the matter is that I don't owe you anything Shut the f** up you little b**h a**, get back with the riff raff Sit back grab a big dab, some Backwoods or Zig-Zags Whatever that get up my business You motherf**ers got me plotting to finish you Stick a blade inside your frame then ask you what has got into you [Hook] I see they wanna see me fall Got me plotting to finish you I'm a motherf**ing problem I'm a Canadian beast I see they wanna see me fall Got me plotting to finish you I'm a motherf**ing problem I'm a Canadian beast [Verse 2: Madchild] Pour petroleum, a linoleum, stand on a podium and cause pandemonium, spittin' nitrate and sodium Kids so felonious, tails are a farce Lot of rappers in my country but the real ones are sparse I'm a [?] pitbull, you're a co*ker spaniel Ask Charron, I'm his evil f**ing doppelgänger Blood is boiling from insanity and awkward anger I get it in with good producers, make a proper banger Don't get me started with these battle rappers Afraid to ride a f**ing beat next to their shadowcaster Scientific with this sh**, I'm an atom blaster You're just a bad example, branch you like a cattle rancher Walk into a room, these other rappers don't look I beat their a** like a cop with a phonebook co*ky motherf**er with a young dude's lip Chop his young cheap food With a kung fu grip [Hook] I see they wanna see me fall Got me plotting to finish you I'm a motherf**ing problem I'm a Canadian beast I see they wanna see me fall Got me plotting to finish you I'm a motherf**ing problem I'm a Canadian beast [Verse 3: Charron] Ruthless, got the Eazy-E f**ing blueprint Too sick, siamese twins with the fluspi Mucus, beat to beat the palm now it's useless Wanna play dirty, p**y b**h you wouldn't do sh** You've been, listening to Canada's best So big I get hate mail from Pamela's chest Shadow of d**h, pay from reality checks I'm from real life Johnny Depp's [?] [?] I'm a schizo, rebu*tal king thinking of a couple things Means I'm going into flip mode Bust a rhyme till the cyph is crushed This ain't a clean song so I can cuss Rappers are thinking of my lines too much Kid dynamite with mics, it's Tyson punch Ain't no more to tongue like a horse If I k** myself, Peter will pour some f**ing blood on my corpse [Hook] I see they wanna see me fall Got me plotting to finish you I'm a motherf**ing problem I'm a Canadian beast I see they wanna see me fall Got me plotting to finish you I'm a motherf**ing problem I'm a Canadian beast [Outro] Everybody wanna talk about the money they make But nobody wanna say what's real You can talk about your clothes and the car you drive But you ain't givin' us nothin' to feel Everybody wanna talk about the money they make But nobody wanna say what's real You can talk about your clothes and the car you drive But you ain't givin' us nothin' to feel