MadChild: i'm the extreme case of fire and anger i'm the extreme case of fire and anger i'm the extreme case of fire and anger the misguided angel with ice in his veins my thought pattern is scattered playing russian roulette cause i'm a rotweiler, excaliber, rock like metallica gone i'm the sergant, charging with my beloved corps don't interrupt me, i'll errupt to fuck the heavy metal makeover mad child warns the hard to get a four by four pick up truck to kick up dust while it's down there vanity knows no boundaries you can't fuck with this commando, rambo rap while in the jungle kung fu kicks that crack helmets love is over-rated fuck freaks for fulfillment keep it in the family yo my friends go feel me overwhelming shane spits flames not the same not identical not synical far from my pinnacle renegade rap, white water rapids, river rapids living in a life of luxery laughing you catch a dirtnap when i start reacting are you feeling me? i'm on a killing spree Prevail my belief, to finalize the movement of the freaks in a fantastic place where you are what you eat (what's up) news of the new world chump forced when i'm sober, forced when i'm drunk cerebrialic sorcerer give em time to jump to the orchestra battle axe warriors throw you around like raggady dolls no one answers when the majesty of tragedy calls rhyme assault is easy to spot check the weight of the victim and the type of knot tackle your whole crew with the talon of a hawk drink in my hand, probably gin on the rocks i'm the centre of the universe kill a verse if i'm hot yo, to tell you the truth, i'm the duke of the dark double sided mirrors and frosted breath my reputation for rocking sets is darker than death armor on my left arm, armor on my chest are you feeling me? i'm on a killing spree.