Smoke Session - Madchild

Little pussies with their face tattoos, I am inked up

Go 'head and try and pop my iron heart, that bitch’ll

Used to be nuts, now I’m just a can of mixed nuts

I fell apart, I’m holding all the pieces that I picked up

Never had to pick up sluts, I did amazing, pause

With more pussy on my bus than the crazy horse

I used a line more than once and they complained about it

But that’s okay because it wouldn’t be the same without it

How could they complain about it?

I’m a fuckin' maniac

That’s the way they hopin' I’ll react, but I’m okay with that

Drugs to the had, quick, fillin' it with junk

Now I just bought a new Porsche, quarter million in the trunk

I got the blicky with th couple clips to dump, that’s not the way I talk

I start at noon and I don’t stop until it’s eight o’clock

And hatrs 'bout to blow a fuckin' gasket like a radiator

Angry 'cause I’m flying high again like I’m the aviator

I’m not the brightest bulb yet but I’m bright enough

I still walk into a room and I light it up

I said I walk into a room and really light it up

Even when surrounded by my enemies, I light it up

Black venom in this bitch, homie, spidey’s fucked

Big, little dude, I’m a goon for the mighty ducks

I’m not saying that I’m clean but I’ve tidied up

Fighting all your demons, that’s a ticket homie, write it up

I did it all at six months, I’m back on my witch hunt

Warlock, walk into a club and I’m like, «Which one?»

Find her, put her over my shoulder 'cause I’m a true savage

Next girlfriend, I’ll probably name her Blue Dragon

I feel like death when I’m laying in my bed

And even though I fell behind, I still feel like I’m way ahead

Yo, I’m too tough, put your dukes up, man is souped-up

New chain, Bape black hoodie, Supreme tube top

No flashes at this, my breath is black death

So here’s a black rose, came back from cracked ribs

I’m still a sexy beast, but I got vicious habits

Watch me burn down my life and the rest is magic

I don’t fuck with average, I am fucking ravenous

I’ma pirate lots of money but no fuckin' address

If I hold a hand, that’s a bad bitch

Wanna buy a verse?

Nah, you can’t afford my adlibs

I’m not the brightest bulb yet but I’m bright enough

I still walk into a room and I light it up

I said I walk into a room and really light it up

Even when surrounded by my enemies, I light it up

Black venom in this bitch, homie, spidey’s fucked

Big, little dude, I’m a goon for the mighty ducks

I’m not saying that I’m clean but I’ve tidied up

Fighting all your demons, that’s a ticket homie, write it up