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Madchild

Black Phantom

 

Black Phantom

(album: Banned From America - 2011)


Now they call him the king of pain
When's my second chance coming?

Go fuck yourself, pardon my French immersion
Going back in time like the Prince of Persia
So broke I'mma start pinching purses
Snatching watches, lifting your wallet
Wanted to be big like Christopher Wallace
Now I got this pig saying this is your calling
Customs treat me like a terrorist
Banned from America, I need a therapist
Possessor of the sacred sword, pulled blade from stone
Now the sounds of madness invade your home
Used to sleep on the cardboard box
Now the warlock door lock like Fort Knox
Hardcore thoughts in my art form shocks
You shouldn't shadow box with the Grim Reaper
Now I grip my battle axe and I think deeper
Treating my life like blood-thirsty creature
Look like a gremlin with much better features
Call him Thor with the war hammer special
Six Red Bulls, four more canned espressos

[Hook:]
War angel now the lone ranger
Hi ho Silver, the world's in danger
Win some, lose some, used to be considered handsome
Now I'm ugly as sin, Black Phantom

Man becomes legend, legend becomes myth
Myth becomes failure, that becomes gift
I don't give a fuck about the money that you're counting
I'm going deep into the tunnel of the mountain
Spiritually awakened, that's where it's safest
Cause if I really want what you have I'll just take it
But I am no longer listening to Satan
Your pockets are full but your soul it is vacant
Once a family, now four strangers
Reach insanity, now I'm more dangerous
Backs start to turn on the lone ranger
A lot less visits for the war angel
Did more than my share as far as cocaine go
And I still erupt like a volcano
My head's still spinning, human tornado
Still dying as I'm staring at a black rainbow
Fuck everyone, fuck everything
Joke's on me, I was never king
Walked around like I could never do wrong
Lost everything, now everything's gone

[Hook]

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