The Predator - Swollen Members

«When the shit goes down, you better be ready" —

«When the shit goes down!" —

I turn He-Man to She-Ra, Battlecat to Cringer

West Coast Avenger, Mad Child’s a ninja

Fist of the North Star, I’m goin hard

Lions flyin out my mouth like a throwin star

Tough luck, nunchucks for these dumbfucks

Young dukes jump up, then get fucked up

I can levitate (why?) I’m a featherweight (nah)

I’m a heavyweight, hope to get to (Heaven's Gate)

But not yet (watch it) I’m a freakin savage

Runnin all around and I am busy wreakin havoc

Funny when I rap it sounds like I’m committin murder

But have to ask the question — how come I ain’t gettin further?

I’m a fuckin lunatic, I can be a moody bitch

Great white shark eatin rappers like you’re tuna fish

Kill 'em I annihilate, villain with an iron blade

Fuck, when I rock I am hot watch a fire blaze

Welcome to the freak fest, Mad Child’s a monster

First do a concert, then do an encore

Mad got the game on lock like a door handle

War angel, black cape

with an orange candle, now I’ve gone commando

Runnin through the streets with the gun of Rambo

Knife on my belt that could cut your scalp

Quit drugs, now I’m back, you go fuck yourself

Tattooed up, top to bottom sleeves

Never fall again like autumn leaves

Dark like The Legend of Sleepy Hollow

I’m the big bad wolf, you are sheep that follow

Crawl into bed, take a power nap

Eat your kids in a nightie and a shower cap

All these little piggies run when the shit goes down

Cause I’m here to blow your motherfuckin brick house down

Nasty North American, that’s because I’m arrogant

Kids think you’re fucked — yeah I know, I’m aware of it

Morphine and opiates warpin this derelict

Hopefully appropriate scorpions terrorist

I need a therapist, someone to talk to

You dumb?

There is somethin that’s wrong, what the fuck dude?

Started off in clubs goin back to auditoriums

Leader of an army, Battle Axe Warriors

Breaker breaker one nine

I’ll break a back and snap a spine if you ever think of takin mine

Sunshine, moonshine, sunrays or moonbeams

Balance the «Black Magic,""Monsters"and «Bad Dreams»

Animated Sandman, death is on your doorstep

Take a deep breath, you are not ready for war yet

I’m a rap war vet, all black Corvette

I’m all for torture don’t forget we never forfeit

I’m talkin «Full Clip: A Decade of Hits»

And then ten years of turmoil tears you to bits

We never miss when the missile’s locked on to the target

Send you back to evolution you can meet Charles Darwin

I’m the king of everything, I’m a universal sovereign

Universal studios, you’re still usin GarageBand

Abusin all musicians who’s confused this is our land

Rob Viking, Mad Child, Prevail, that’s the game plan