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letra de cyphin' - madchild

[verse 1:]

yo, yo
i still split atoms and neutrons
k!lling every rapper from la to the yukon
we used to p-ss grey poupon
now i’m clipping coupons with an old touque on
demi-god doing debit fraud
flat broke rap star, no credit card
yeah my head is hard, call me mr. thing
they rap fast, i slow it down so you don’t miss a thing
i don’t miss a thing
i’m a vicious king
not havin’ any cash when it’s christmas stings
and i am intergalactic
teenage mutant ninja turtle doing back flips
(let ‘em have it)
raw denim and some new balance
hit you like pow! right to the moon alice!
i ain’t got no money, but i’m on one
wombat, i’m a swamp rat drinking pond sc-m
i’m growing crops on my farmland
k!ll a f-cking n-z- with a swastika armband
and life’s a popularity contest
madchild’s back one of the scariest monsters
i f-cked this girl, she was barely unconscious
but now she wanna marry me, so therapy’s nonsense
yeah i’m back, i’m a powerhouse
you a little hot dog, full of sauerkraut
madchild i’m a f-ckin’ grizzly
you won’t make it rain dog, it’s barely drizzling
think you’re sh-t’s hot? mine is f-cking sizzling
yeah i’m fly, i’m a f-cking frisbee
your fault they are not listening
you on some mickey mouse sh-t
walt disney (hahaha)
and you rap for the wrong reasons
while my wheels keeping spinning
all season

[verse 2:]
hey look
yeah i know
i was living wrong, but i know how to make it right
yelling i’m on fire when i’m naked, talladega nights (ahh)
yeah madchild’s back, you better say goodnight
i’ll bust a sharp left, when i break right
i ain’t stopping, i am running every red light
make you stop like a deer caught in my headlights
scratching your head like you got head lice
thinking how the f-ck did he come back?
he’s been dead twice
madchild, i’m running wild like a loose cannon
daydream racing drake in a new phantom
i’m coming through in a race
i’m a beast ’cause i rap ’til i’m blue in the face
get it i’m a beast ’til i’m blue the face
i get it cracking like a bat with an aluminum base
misguided angel, i’m a demon k!ller
bad man in the mirror, i’m a f-cking thriller
(which means you better f-cking beat it man)

[verse 3:]
ay
madchild spit razor sharp, like an x-acto blade
the pterodactyl, i’m a jackyl with these accolades
hanging like a macrame
crack rock hit the jackpot, smoke a pack a day
i’m tinfoil in your microwave
roll up on a bmx, shoot you in the face and ride my bike away
work of art, leonardo da vinci
never wander i will turn a f-cking bully to mincemeat
i rap r-t-rder i’m hardly a mystery
in a cardigan, a martyr m-ss marauder from disney (wow)
it’s like water and listerine
now that my p-ss clean, people are listening

[outro:]
i said, wow
oh boy
the kid’s back!
i said the pepsi-cola kid’s back!
the silver surfer is back!
i’m from the wild west motherf-ckers!

- madchild

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