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[?] like I was Shabba Ranks Caved in, no baggy pants Tryin' to get my swing back like Bangarangs I took some pills but not for medical reasons Inner demon's on the outside, aesthetically pleasing Yeah I'm back home in my rap zone While I snap, homes Skeleton with the cracked stone Heart dipped in black chrome Elegantly, I grind Trap the trucks on some rag bones Old school I'ma let that slide like your backbone I ain't tryin' to fuck with these old lames Or these no names I walk with no regret I got no shame for my old ways Tired of missing the old days Fuck it, I'll make some new days All these rappers fruity Eat a bucket of blueberries Constructive criticism isn't what I'm after Made some bad decisions, I'm a vision of disaster Fast learner and a cash earner I'm gonna kill these artists once again Bitch, it's mass murder Songtexte Hi there MadChild, I am back up in my highchair And I have done so much dumb shit But why should I care? And life can be a fucking bitch, it isn't quite fair And I have done so much bad shit I'm still a nightmare Hi there MadChild, I am back up in my highchair And I have done so much dumb shit But why should I care? And life can be a fucking bitch, it isn't quite fair And I have done so much bad shit I'm still a nightmare I'm a war horse on morphine From corpse to warp speed I've lost my hunger Of course, I'll force feed So hungry, said that I could eat a horse No more horse meat Was married to the game But then that dumb whore divorced me Spoken art from another rapper with a broken heart Mad without blow is like Jimmy Hendrix with no guitar Show, I'm a boatload of coke straight from Bogota [?] my vocal box'll choke you hopeless locals off Did nothing properly, I still feel numb If you don't protect your property, the wolves will come We all behold evil and good I might not pull the trigger anymore But I got some people that would And I just need a damn good reason to breathe evil Like, fuck it, my mind's gone I'm leaving with these people [?] lethal To even a [?] He's probably so broken No reason to believe him Hi there MadChild, I am back up in my highchair And I have done so much dumb shit But why should I care? And life can be a fucking bitch, it isn't quite fair And I have done so much bad shit I'm still a nightmare Hi there MadChild, I am back up in my highchair And I have done so much dumb shit But why should I care? And life can be a fucking bitch, it isn't quite fair And I have done so much bad shit I'm still a nightmare Aus Songtexte Mania