Bax War

(album: Beautiful Death Machine - 2013)

[Verse 1: Mad Child]
They tried to spread like a disease, I'm here to vaccinate
I chop you into bunch of pieces with an axe's blade
Motherfucka, I'm an asshole
I got a cracked soul, falling in a black hole
I was homeless, used to sleep on fucking cardboard
Now I jump around the planet like it's parkour
Next tattoo on my body should say "Hard Luck"
Feel like I'm staring out a window that is barred up
And motherfucka, I am hard up
Talk your fucking ear off like a Christian in a Starbucks
Mad Child stay fierce, I am very vicious
I'm the leader of the cult without the Hare Krishna's
Small dude, every thing I do is gigantic
I got the world in my hand, this is my planet
They say it can't be done, I'm like, "Why can't it?"
I'm the next Tech N9ne (Tech N9ne!), you're the Titanic
I'm from the BAX WAR fam, black metal, ma
I'm a rapper, I refuse to fucking get a job
Making something out of nothing like the Mafia
These rappers couldn't see me wearing glasses with binoculars

[Hook: Prevail (x2)]
This is definitive fear unlimited, living inside of a rap war
So backup and get backed up and then smacked up, BAX WAR!
Inconsiderate idiots living inside of a city of rap war
Call backup and get chapped up, attack mode, BAX WAR!

[Verse 2: Prevail]
I consume power and those who least expect it
The prisoners doom, make room for the new record
True wrecking ball, speech patterns taking buildings down
Two emcees, one producer, sure to make your feelings drown
Underwater slaughter, no oxygen in right lung
Lost inside a time void, accosted when the night comes
Never fight the drums, they're banging out the speaker box
Colder than a solstice, hotter than a equinox
Fails four seasons, orchestrated like Vivaldi
I demonstrate and concentrate the strength of Swollen Army
So many heavy hitters, deadly spitters, rap assassins
Waiting to attack until it's divvied up in rations
Cause that's when the stats'll stop dumping in abundance
We smash out them dagger mouths that battle my circumference
The circle grows stronger, much better when we're unified
War money, your money, you're bloody, do or die

[Hook (x2)]

[Verse 3: Mad Child]
I'm the misguided angel from the BAX WAR
You're a crack whore by the back door
I'm getting old, dinosaur, I'm a raptor
I'm the little white Hulk, he's the black Thor
I bury the past with various tasks
And carry an axe, reflection is as scary is mass
My cherry is passed, still I bleed external torment
My group is flying while you're crying, lying dormant
I'm the leader of a cult, but we're not the Mormons
But I walk on water like a fucking long shore man
I still got poison in my veins
Paint our faces up like skulls, yeah, my boys are fucking strange
Mad Child, I stay colossal in the Colosseum
That's cause I'm awesome, you're a fossil in a small museum
I'm Colossus, made of steel, super human strength
My partner juggernaut, you fuckers ain't gon' leave a dent

[Hook (x2)]