Now when Mad Child walks before Mad Child looks I swear to God I should be dead from all the pills I took But I’ll be okay (Cause when I’m on the mic I like to speak freely)
[Verse 1]
Raise your hands if you’re going insane If you’re feeling so depressed you wanna blow out your brains And you’ve been to darker places you won’t try to explain But still you tried to keep it moving then we’re probably the same I used to get high like trucks on lift kits Then I woke up and I said fuck this shit I made a promise to myself mad lip shit Slide through your verse like a toe heel drift kick From being on the doctor’s on pills like please help me To being on the hospital floor like please kill me And I ain’t scared of dying except there’s nothing to inherit And I owe lots of people money including my parents I’m trying signal right but I have mental interference Cause I got inner-demons that are screaming out my lyrics And I’m new to this new game where kids all talk shit That’s why I’m writing rhymes that even they can’t fuck with Let me do a show, let me catch somebody chuckle I won’t stop until my hands hurt and I got bloody knuckles Then I’ll take his girl and turn that boy into a cuckold Intelligent, I ain’t fucking with them suck hoes
[Chorus]
Now when Mad Child walks before Mad Child looks I swear to God I should be dead from all the pills I took But I’ll be okay (Cause when I’m on the mic I like to speak freely)
And when Mad Child talks before Mad Child thinks I swear that I am going crazy, I should see a shrink But I’ll be okay (Cause when I’m on the mic I like to speak freely)
[Verse 2]
Welcome to Jamrock where kids dress like Urkel they ? Don’t they know that Mad Child fly like Hancock I’m from Vancouver where the guns go bang bro Told you that it’s Swollen Members ? we can’t stop I’m dangerous like Bangkok All these little rappers coming fresh out the sandbox Life a little crazy for me now that I’m bankrupt But misguided angel breaking out of his handcuffs Shane felt pain like acid rain drops So Shane popped pills that’ll make your brain rot Quit now I’m back conquering like Genghis Calm on tour fucking whores like Bang Bus
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Now tell me who should take the title Rocking steady since the b-boy summits were in tribal Now it’s all about survival (Cause when I’m on the mic I like to speak freely) Okay you won’t have a clue on what I do until arrival Thought I was a shoe-in but I’m ? sitting idle I was super stupid now recouping ? And I’m just trying to break a broken group of ? Now call me Mr. Suicidal Ruthless for a writer rapping with the human spider I’m the Silver Surfer, stressed so I’m a Night Owl Never in depression so my loft is now a hideout It’s bright out, keep the shades down and the doors locked Fort Knox, keep the floor mopped, I’m a warlock Trying to keep a secret while I’m sneaking out the door cause People might be sleeping but I’m freaking out for more drugs Hey yo I’m set on repeat rocking undefeated but it’s dead up defeat White wifebeater in a white wifebeater but I don’t wear tight jeans and bright Nikes either You don’t like my style? I don’t like yours either Dating Asian girls, they got white boy fever Instead of beaking while I’m tweaking out I’m looking for a beacon And speaking while I’m deeking out the Devil on the weekends