Madchild - Monster lyrics
[Madchild - Monster lyrics]
I’m a (monster) yeah, yeah, I’m a monster
Yeah, I’m a monster
Yeah, I’m the little monster
Yeah I do backpack rap
I got money in my backpack
Underground rapper making money with
These rap tracks
Rap cash, I’m no dummy you can laugh at
Backpack, ain’t nobody nobody but me
In my rap class
I’m a killer, a gorilla, little King Kong
Breathing fire, Godzilla, everything’s wrong
Madchild’s on tour, crushing every city
I’m on some real life shit
Nothing’s ever pretty
Fuck a mainstream rapper, that’s my hash tag
Chop him into pieces and I stuff
Him in a trash bag
Wish that I could say that
I was living lavish laughing
All that I can say is I
Will give a savage thrashing
And you don’t want to fuck with
Mad cause I’m a martyr
Battleaxe Warrior and this is fucking Sparta
Crazy fucking cannibal
I’m not the one to laugh at
Innovator with the generator in my backpack
Viper with the mic
I’m hyperventilating daily
Psychos with the rifle and a knife
This shit is daily
Haoles in Hawaii smash your
Heads with ukuleles
Crazy Irish monsters that will
Bash you with shillelaghs
Yo it’s a distorted portrait
Of assorted moral warping
Morphing from a corporate orphan to
A fucking headless horseman
Acrobatic jack o’ lantern flying
Like a spaceman
Wearing Bathing Ape but I’m on
Planet of the Apes, damn
I’m fucking hungry, got a high metabolism
Mannerism of an angry man
That’s doing vandalism wish that I could say
My life’s entirety fantastic
But my environment is still
Like Ironman on acid
When I was doing dope was
A lying a little bastard
But now I’m back a dragon
Breathing fire on my master i’m a monster
I drink a can of Monster
Which give me magic powers
Then I do a fucking concert (monster)
Inebriated Libra, I am not what you expected
Abbreviated breathing through a
Deviated septum i don’t rap for media
With beady little pupils
I rap for deviants that do
Graffiti in their group homes
Yeah, I’m a monster
Yeah, I’m the little monster
Yeah I do backpack rap
I got money in my backpack
Underground rapper making money with
These rap tracks
Rap cash, I’m no dummy you can laugh at
Backpack, ain’t nobody nobody but me
In my rap class
I’m a killer, a gorilla, little King Kong
Breathing fire, Godzilla, everything’s wrong
Madchild’s on tour, crushing every city
I’m on some real life shit
Nothing’s ever pretty
Fuck a mainstream rapper, that’s my hash tag
Chop him into pieces and I stuff
Him in a trash bag
Wish that I could say that
I was living lavish laughing
All that I can say is I
Will give a savage thrashing
And you don’t want to fuck with
Mad cause I’m a martyr
Battleaxe Warrior and this is fucking Sparta
Crazy fucking cannibal
I’m not the one to laugh at
Innovator with the generator in my backpack
Viper with the mic
I’m hyperventilating daily
Psychos with the rifle and a knife
This shit is daily
Haoles in Hawaii smash your
Heads with ukuleles
Crazy Irish monsters that will
Bash you with shillelaghs
Yo it’s a distorted portrait
Of assorted moral warping
Morphing from a corporate orphan to
A fucking headless horseman
Acrobatic jack o’ lantern flying
Like a spaceman
Wearing Bathing Ape but I’m on
Planet of the Apes, damn
I’m fucking hungry, got a high metabolism
Mannerism of an angry man
That’s doing vandalism wish that I could say
My life’s entirety fantastic
But my environment is still
Like Ironman on acid
When I was doing dope was
A lying a little bastard
But now I’m back a dragon
Breathing fire on my master i’m a monster
I drink a can of Monster
Which give me magic powers
Then I do a fucking concert (monster)
Inebriated Libra, I am not what you expected
Abbreviated breathing through a
Deviated septum i don’t rap for media
With beady little pupils
I rap for deviants that do
Graffiti in their group homes