Chainsaw - Madchild, Slaine

I grew up inside a sick world, so I’m a sick fuck

Got a mulatto model bitch.

This chick is mixed up

Met her in Colorado.

She knew how to swallow

My dick was hard as a brick.

Balls like an avocado

And I ain’t mean that its green bitches

I slip the clip inside a gun.

Yeah, I mean business

I say what I mean.

Lean with obscene rhythms

Swore the plaintiff spittin' semen at these teen bitches

As the rhyme scheme switches

At the crime scene.

Shitfaced, I’m 19, vicious

My aunty used to remind me

How I was just a lost soul.

No-one could find me

Smokin' angel dust till I look like a zombie

I’m back spittin' lyrics.

I’m a crook like you want me (listen up)

I’ve got a bad habit and a loaded gun

The night is young and there ain’t nothing I can’t overcome

My voice is like a garborator

Fuck it.

I’m a terminator, bubbling like we carbonated

Shining like a conflict.

You don’t want a conflict

Listen close.

Center of my mind, hear a bomb tick

Break into a fit.

Little Incredible Hulk

My lyrics' bullets riddle you with metal assault, HA!

Listen up, bitch.

I can spit a mouthful

Turn it up and hear my voices blurring through your household

Go to bed at 7 and I spit like a zombie

Happy days are here again and I’m fuckin' Fonzie

And me?

I’m gonna quit rap when hell freeze over

Spit evil lyrics.

I’m a hell bent cobra

Here to manhandle you and shatter you bastards

Mentally a gorilla spitting battery acid

Machine gun preacher.

Cartoon features.

PTTTTT!

Spit hard tunes.

A dark moon creature

These rappers are robots.

R2 D2

Boba Fett mask shit is hard to breathe through

I’m firing on all cylinders

Got me to Beluga Bazooka the small Dillinger

Fucking with me?

Stupid.

Recruiting in all villages

Mentally recouping, regrouping to rock militants

Never go full retard

Leopard print leotard, peppermint sweetheart