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Madchild

Soiled In Regret

 

Soiled In Regret

(álbum: Demons - 2019)


It's fun murdering words that are blood-curdling
By now, you must live under a rock, if you ain't heard of him
Madchild, I don't need a shoulder to cry on
I talk soft, and I walk with a firearm
I just need to put in work and I will flourish
I'm hungry, I'm snapping on these tracks like I'm malnourished
No more light to these fakes and these hoes
Making cake off my name, now the bakery's closed

It's fun gathering
It's fun gathering
It's fun gathering
Words, I'm staying ravenous
It's fun gathering
It's fun gathering
It's fun gathering
Words, we plain savages

Brain, never seen a carnival that's this large
BAX general, honorable discharge
Ruthless on a loop troop, my boots laced
Uptight, still walk angrily with a screw face

Time to catch a red eye flight
Black hoodie on my head, like a Jedi Knight
Do some stupid shit again, you can bet I might
200 shows straight and my head ain't right
Time to catch a red eye flight
Black hoodie on my head, like a Jedi Knight
Do some stupid shit again, you can bet I might
200 shows straight and my head ain't right

Automatic weapon and my firepower murk em
Fuck these Satan rappers, a higher power lurking
Met so many fake people out that I stopped mingling
I'm burning every rapper out, chop kindling
Razor under my tongue that's still a buck-fifty
Weigh a buck-fifty, stacked another buck-fifty
Thanks to all the people out there that fuck with me
I miss the homie, like what happened to Buck 50?
How much more fucking spoiled can you get to
Now I'm drenched in misery and soiled in regret too

Little bad wolf's back, gonna get you
Trying to find time to see where my mind gets to
Hard to be a leader when your ass don't function
Followers don't know you're on a path of destruction
Self-sabotage, shit, I'm a savage God
Shit, Mad is frothing at the mouth, I'm a rabid dog lit

Time to catch a red eye flight
Black hoodie on my head, like a Jedi Knight
Do some stupid shit again, you can bet I might
200 shows straight and my head ain't right
Time to catch a red eye flight
Black hoodie on my head, like a Jedi Knight
Do some stupid shit again, you can bet I might
200 shows straight and my head ain't right

(I dunno, man, I think I like this one better than the last one)

feito

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