Pallbearer - Madchild

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

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