Fresh Air
(专辑: Dagger Mouth - 2011)
[Intro] My name is [rewinds] my name is And we've made a
wild and wonderful record for you We will tell you all kinds of things to do and be and you can let your imagination go with us Open up to what we say; this is where the
magic starts [Mad Child] Yeah! Underground rapper with the
firearm Sick dialogue, words stick like iron-ons Crowd surfin and wrestlin with fans to a
burnt out desolate man guess who I
am Flippin bricks from a
brick phone, to a
flip phone Thought I
had it made, switched zip codes Used to get high cause I'd get bored Felt like I
was, felt like I
was felt like I
was fallin from a
plane, no rip cord Now I'm back and I
got nothin to lose Mad Child, I
tear it up in the
booth Fuck material objects I
got serious props Same shit, now I'm dealin with delirious goblins Thought I
wanted to be king so I
wore a
crown Started from the
bottom, built an empire and torn it down Not Rockefeller, more like Mr. Cinderella And I'm standin in the
rain with a
ripped umbrella That's the, that's the
That's the
nature and the
danger of the
streets Angel with the
piece and the
anger of a
beast I
was goin one way but runnin out of luck So I'm back and I'm grindin like an independent truck I
thought of flyin the
coop But I'ma stay put and spit fire while I
try and recoup [Prevail] Red seed to evergreen, oak tree sequoia Black back peace chief, Battle Axe Warrior (Dagger) in the
(Mouth) like a
pirate ship and a
highly classified nanobyte microchip Scanners fiber light from my eyes guide ships to the
passage My mind shifts gears to the
literary classics Follow orders, protect the
Battle Axe borders, defend the
headquarters Beware of sharks who can only swim in shallow waters A
beacon of lumins', speak the
language of humans A
spice trade of words mixed like fresh herbs and cumen You don't want to see my (Boys) get (Beastie) Rick Rubin The
spite be comin to me real natural like Truman Capote, peyote, coyotes and jackals My team is real (Predatory) but we ain't from (Nashville) You callin for us, we are Battle Axe Warriors, defend the
fortress Beware of darkness or forever live in shallow coffins [Mad Child] Mad Child steppin on the
scene like Batman Gold wings comin out my supreme backpack I'm old school, hardcore like Black Flag Chasin rappers down, I
chomp 'em up like Pac-Man Break you off bitch, I
ain't got an off switch Started off underground, head like an ostrich Then I
became obnoxious and started sellin records then I
started poppin oxys Shit I
was flossin, I
can't believe I
lost it and everything we stand for Fans felt lost, arms crossed they demand more which left me at a
standstill Guilt weighin heavy on my mind like an anvil I
can't remember a
day that I
didn't have pills Quit painkillers now I'm only takin Advil (Advil.. Advil..)