Madchild - White Tyson lyrics

[Madchild - White Tyson lyrics]

Yeah i am back with a vengeance
I'm a cowboy that hangs with the Indians
Yeah I'm dancing with wolves
But, I ain't hiding nothing
I don't wear sheeps clothes
Look into my mind it's a freak show
If you don't like what I
Do you can deep-throat all eight inches
Fuck you, fuck hate and fuck fake friendships
Yeah i am violent frequent
One thing I'll never get
Is the silent treatment
Work everyday, that's my fucking secret
I'm the underground king so
I'm not beneath it
All you fuckboys that shit talk
Punch a hole through your
Face like it's gyprock
Take a hit bitch, dip you could kick rocks
I'm dope like a brick rock
Of yay' in a Ziploc i'm a Wu tang Clan freak
Plus I'm colorful like Toucan Sam's beak
300 pound gorilla that snorts cocaine
Put a lighter to my mouth, spit propane
Everyday I'm losing hair, I need Rogaine
Before I get my teeth fixed
Probably get a gold chain flow so cold man
I am here forever
I'm classic like John Coltrane

Yeah put your cash away
Put a rapper in the ring
I will smash his face
Knock him out cold to a basket case
I am young Mike Tyson, I'm Cassius Clay

Yeah one of the greatest of all time
I am young Mike Tyson in his damn prime
Half these cats that are big now
They can't rhyme
So I'll keep fighting 'till the bell
Reading champs minds

You will find no resemblance
Tats on my face wearing Pendleton (Baxwar)
Got a skull that's an emblem
Stylin', the look in my
Eyes got them trembling
MCs sitting on the rafts, bunch of simpletons
Smash like I'm serving on a
Brass out in Wimbledon
Get stomped while a crowd starts assembling
I'm wearing Red Wing boots
Never Timberland's
Still, that'll leave such a mess
Like my life last year
Now it's the fucking best
Please, don't put me to the fucking test
Slice your heart while it's beating
Right from out your chest yeah
I'm on a rise like I'm
Stepping on an elevator
Writing songs for the kids
You can tell they're faded
A lot of dudes get old, fat and hella jaded
But, I'm a bionic man, brain's accelerated

Yeah put your cash away
Put a rapper in the ring
I will smash his face
Knock him out cold to a basket case
I am young Mike Tyson, I'm Cassius Clay

Yeah one of the greatest of all time
I am young Mike Tyson in his damn prime
Half these cats that are big now
They can't rhyme
So I'll just fight 'till the bell
Reading champs minds

No choice but to get productive
If I don't create I get self destructive
Slap a rapper like a puck
That's Canucks, no fuck stick
Don't criticize if it's not constructive
Not the one to fuck with say another one
You should try your luck with
When it comes to killing shit I
Am bursting out the seams
All these other rappers really all
As thirsty as it seems? I am hungry, please
Believe there's a difference
Not acting like a bunch of
Crack fiends on a mission
Madchild, I am mean, I am vicious
I'm so clean that I glisten yeah
So all these rappers better get a grip
I've give the people what they want
To hear instead of shit i leave scars
Start cracking like a leather whip
I got bars, start snapping when I let 'em rip

Yo put your cash away
Put a rapper in the ring
I will smash his face
Knock him out cold to a basket case
I am young Mike Tyson, I'm Cassius Clay

Yeah one of the greatest of all time
I am young Mike Tyson in his damn prime
Half these cats that are big now
They can't rhyme
So I'll just fight 'till the bell
Reading champs minds

(That's whats up)

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