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Madchild

Gods Child

 

Gods Child

(アルバム: Shane - 2021)


Okay pull up in a 69 SS black Camero
Cracker jack that wants to fill his pockets full of cracker barrel
That's a cheesy line, but haven't had an easy time
Fought some evil greasy scheming demons just to leave my mind
I'll make myself a fortune from a tortured soul
Black magic from a sorcerer watch the orchard grow
Dish it out big as far portions go
Till I get my Lambo show these kids how fast my Porsche can go
Armed with arsenal, these hammers aren't for carpentry
A vampire in the dark I see
Brought some wolves and sharks with see
Angry baby back and I am beyond mean
Mads immortal and my brain glows neon green
None of these young boys are fucking with this goat's art
Words are flying beautifully, a symphony I'm Mozart
Don't want your sympathy, so don't start
Cold-blooded killer I'm a carnivore
Warm heart
Battler crys and war chants
Dance around a fire with a wolfs head in floral pants
More advanced,
Soul was full or sorrow then I did it right
Realize these rappers all are people pussy, so I hit it right

You've just been mentally molested
There's a ticket that comes with it, then I'm extra interested
An extera terrestrial Canadian an alien
God's child demons got the best of me
Was failing him
Was a time as almost good as shady, then I faded out
Sitting popping Xanax didn't panic had to wait it out
Time flew by, can't believe I even made it out
The new me stepped up to the old me and laid him out

Maniac is back, brain in tact, mad is tactical
Cooling out on Gucci, only needing shits that practical
These rappers bunch of actors bro
Grab a box of pop corn
Pretending I got extra clips extended I got shots for em bang
White tiger I got black stripes
Bright green eyes glowing like there's a black light
Cash stacks from pour souls that clutch onto a crack pipe
Brave-heart, blow the whistle on em with some bag pipes
Demons dancing now they're yelling from the cellar where the dwelling
You've heard of murder
Dark secrets I'm not telling
Social life was full of sociopaths
Pass the bills let the motion pass
Cauldron full of potent potion
Slow pokes, pack it in cause it is hopeless
Words pouring out my head like my
Skull is broken open

Ay

You've just been mentally molested
There's a ticket that comes with it then I'm extra interested
An extera terrestrial Canadian an alien
God's child demons got the best of me
Was failing him
Was a time as almost good as shady, then I faded out
Sitting popping Xanax didn't panic had to wait it out
Time flew by can't believe I even made it out
The new me stepped up to the old me and laid him out

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