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letra de be mad! - madh

ok so i am madh “what?”, born on novemba – if you
wanna call me, hear is my numba
imma nineteen but people keep saying youner – i don’t
give a f-ck, that means i’llmlive longer
i’m not a f-ckin’vip, not a popstar – i just love eatin
chips, f-ck the lobsta
you can describe myself as a monster – just like i can
describe ya as p-rnstar
i heard you say to me motherf-cka – oh you maybe a
stalka
oh you like a drink some c-cka – or maybe to sniff
some coca
yo i’don’t take that kinf of things – because they
make me feel sick
because they make me fly – they make me feel cry –
they take me so high
hey my b-tch psychologist let me know what’wrong
with me
my voice is a little beatle in yo middle ear so you’re
forced do answer me
i got no more capacity to let you know bout my
sanity
and while i’m talkin about my problems i guess you
got more problems than me
are you sure to be able to take care of me? you
know, the only thing that i need
is the key to get out of this place called mind,
not where i want to be in!
ring! h-llo, it’s me again! gimme that key or
be that mad
i could be madder then the mad hatter of that
f-cking alice in wonderland!
we are all mad here
and everybody knows
if you’re not mad it’s like the ending of the show
we are all mad here, wherever you are
be crazy, freaky, mad, bad, bizarre!
ok, now that everything is all right, i think i’ll keep on
describe
i just want you to know something about what i got
inside of my eyes
you can see that i don’t know why i wrote this son
you can see that i don’t know if i’m right or wrong
you can see this, you can see that, you can see me as
mark, you can see me as mad
everything is bigger than me but i feel a giant
when i see the empitiness i don’t heditate to jump
bubbles in my throat when i wanna tell something
good
you could say: just try! – i would do it if i could
now you could say i can’t because of illuminati
the only thing that you could say is that i love
pyramids
i like egyptians because it’s funy that my mind is the
same thing of their guckin’ labyrinths!
f-ck the triangle, f-ck the one eye, f-ck novus ordo
mundi
them better put their heads under the ground just
like ostriches in burundi
i must admit, sometimes i feel, feel like a
motherf-ckin’ kobra
i’m a coming artist but that doesn’t mean that i
couldn’t disappear like abracadabra
i’m a murderer and i murder (what!) every neouron
with a sling, i got it
every time i try to escape from my head it feels like
i’m getting’ retrded
now get yo camera and push that zoom c’mon push
that zoom
you will call this video “the explosion of madmark’s
brain”, enjoy, badaboom

- madh

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