fuck madchild
Singer:madchild
these rappers talk like felons but they're all fake villains
madchild about to erupt like mount st. helens
i don't give a fuck if i hurt your feelings
little monster will stomp on you daunted midgets
i've lived a life full of wrong decisions
i got condoms for conjugal visits
i'm throwing bombs in a blizzard
this is calculated long division
my funds are insufficient
it was a really fucking long intermission
now i'm going all out and i ain't asking for permission
while i gather up my arsenal you couldn't wrap a parcel
you're a harsh-farce marshmallow with a arsehole
harsh like morning breath
the left bracket of the west
would they put a ratchet to your chests
a bunch of squares like checkers
and all you niggas is whiter than me
i rap like i write in calligraphy. colorful shit. paint pictures like this
lounging in the pent house with the
jello puddin' pop in the mix
temple university sweaters
i need a thousand the better just to write letters
bloody redder then poinsettia