Madchild - Tiger Blood lyrics

Yeah what up? This is Mad Child
The little bad wolf my hat
Game tight my shoe game tight i
Just need some more jeans

It's the Vatican assassin mind of a warlock
Radical with passion
Lines when the doors lock
I'm never getting sick of myself
Cause, I'm not from this
Particular molecular realm
First I'll kill you then I'll pack you
In the back of my van
My vernacular's attackin' ya
Like Dracula's fangs
Pimp slap a rapper with the back of my hand
What else can I say? I'm spectacular man
I have your whole damn
Team fucking neutralized
I'm Freddie Kruger with a Luger
To your book of lies


Have your whole House Slaughtered
Like Crooked I
Make a girl's mouth water when I'm walking by
Make her my concubine
Time to start the battle
I'm puttin' words together like playing
A game of Scrabble no time for dilly dally
No time for dibble dabble i'll rip a rapper
Crack a Snapple in his Adams Apple
I'm quick to wrap a lasso
Around these stupid assholes
Tell 'em that I'm back and I'm
The new king of the castle
So now I'm international
They say I act irrational
Grocery shoppin' in my slippers
And a fuckin' bathrobe

Drug filled nights with porn
Stars and orange bras
Smashed up hotel rooms and
Driving foreign cars
I'm superhuman I don't think that I'll die
Answer to a higher calling in
A blink of an eye i, I, I
Don't think that I'll die
Fireworks come out my mouth like
It's the 4th of July
And I don't listen to these
Trolls they are so lame
I got tiger's blood running
Through my gold veins

I got a lot of personalities
They're all on the ball
I'm trying to pull myself together
Cause divided we fall
I'm trying to make it to the top
I'm excited and all but this is hard work
A lot of fuckin' writing involved
I got posters of Lil' Wayne
And Eminem on my wall
I put 'em on a sliding door so
I can hide 'em from y'all
I'm dusting off my board and waiting
For a spider to crawl
I call my parents they're like, "Oh
Look who decided to call" damn
I can't seem to get it right
Lot of crazy thoughts doin' laps
Through my head at night
Okay, yeah I know, I sound pathetic right?
Fuckin pathetic, must be
Cause I just said it twice
These days I only go to God
To get some good advice
When I spit a rap I hit
You harder than a metal pipe
Harder than a hammer and I'm
Sharp as a machete slice
Rappers dustin' off their shoulders like they
Got a head of lice (So cool man)
A bunch of fuckin' bozos
Listen to the verse I need to
Pop a couple No Doz
Hope you get the picture like a photo
Low pro plus I got the hunger of a hobo

I quit drugs, I had to stay strong
Most of my friends, yo I had to run away from
Now I'm Mr lonely like Akon
Shit brick, piss butane, and spit napalm
I'll leave you flat like a starfish
I'm trying to build an
Enterprise like a Starship
While I keep spreading fire like an arsonist
So every show I do
They call the fire department
Insane asylums inside my apartment
You can complain but that's not my department
This is my turf i'm a white Smurf
I keep throwing knuckle balls
With a slight curve
Thinkin' to myself "Man, this might work"
Give it all I got
Hope it doesn't take my life first
Used to have a tour bus
Now we drive a caravan
Now I'm banned from anywhere that is American
Everyday I lose a couple extra hair strands
Couple steps away from karaoke
And an air band