(Verse 1: Mad Child) Emotionally im a roller coaster Dope white boy put me in the coka nostra No need for you to think it over Pull up in a grey range rover And stay sober Mess with madchild Pull out two blammers Girls call me thor cause the size of my hammer Thinkin' you the ace face, you a bell boy I'm a f***ing space case like elroy Half devil, Half man like hell boy When I flex my biceps and deltoids On steroids, I'm kinda paranoid I make rare noises when I deliver like an errand boy I'm a scary fellow No gold, No diamonds in canary yellow Opposite of very mellow Don't trip, I got it covered like a canopy But people look at me like im from 'Sons of Anarchy'
(Chorus) I can't seem to get these thoughts out of my head Out of my head x4
(Verse 2: Mad Child) I just dropped my f***ing album Get it hot off the shelf 'Dope Sick' I'm a small green goblin from hell You won't even have to follow my words My rap, slap you in the face like a volleyball serve And I am one for charm and harmony's I rap retardely, sevre seven arteries I'm an artist thats a modern beast Still chin, iron jaws, silver tongue and sauder teeth I'm not a rich rapper, I'm a volunteer Think about my life and I wipe away a fallen tear Yeah, Burly little verse killer That draw first blood, pure coke no filler I should get a permit to release I'm a wurtilizer so I'm refurbishing verses from the garbage in the streets The King of Canada, new hotest comodity You can be my prodical methodically oddity
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Out of my head x4
(verse 3: Mad Child) All my ex girls tatted on my right arm When I go to bed at night, I leave the lights on Keep a movie playing voices screaming in my head Not to mention the Boogy Monsters underneath my bed And where I live it's either snowing or it rains Blood is flowing through my veins Trying to stay away from thoughts that are blowing out my brain Knowing im insane But im staying away from dope And I'm sewing up the game Mood change Now the colour on my mood ring bright Cause im high up on the food chain Shoe game tight Trust me, you dont wanna romp with this rare beast Rapping Till I'm old saggy balls and a hair piece Two G's for a verse? That's a fair trade Open up my mouth and it sounds like an air raid I don't narrate, I just live the story I'll make a mockery of you and tell your kids im sorry Anybody cross my path, Thats a foolish dude Cause mentally I'm complicated like a rubix cube I'm a freakazoid I should seek treatment I keep creeping and Breathe deep, pee frequent