Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Madchild
Madchild
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane Bunting
Shane Bunting
Songwriter
Reece Zazulak
Reece Zazulak
Songwriter

Lyrics

No Friends, No Money. Ahhh, what's the use, If I had a gun I'd shoot myself (boom) Yo, Yo I still split atoms and neutrons Killing every rapper from LA to the Yukon We used to pass grey poupon, now I'm clippin' Coupons with an old tuque on Demi God got into debit fraud Flat broke rap star no credit card Yeah my head is hard, Call me Mr. Thing If rap taxes slow it down You won't miss a thing, I don't miss a thing I'm a vicious king Not havin' any cash when it's christmas stings And I am intergalactic Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle doin' back flips (Let 'em have it) Raw denim and some new balance Hit you like pow! Right to the moon Alice! I ain't got no money But I'm on one Wombat, I'm a swamp rat Drinkin' pond scum I'm growin' crops on my farmland Kill a fuckin' nazi with a Swatstika armband Life's a popularity contest Madchild's back with the scariest monsters I fucked this girl, She was barely unconscious But now she Wanna marry me, This therapy's nonsense Yeah I'm back I'm a powerhouse, You a little hot dog Full of sauerkraut Madchild I'm a fuckin' Grizzly You won't make it rain dog, It's barely drizzling Think you're shit's hot? Mine is fuckin' sizzling Yeah I'm fly, I'm a fuckin' Frisbee Your fault they are not listening You on some Mickey Mouse shit Walt Disney (hahaha) And you rap for the wrong reasons, But my wheels keeping spinning All season Hey look, Yeah I know I was living wrong But I know how to make it right I'm on fire when I'm naked Talladega Nights (ahh) Now Madchild's back You better say goodnight Bust a sharp left, When I break right I ain't stopping I am running every red light Like a deer caught in my headlights Scratchin' your head like you got headlice Thinkin' how the fuck did he come back You been dead twice Madchild, I'm runnin' wild Like a loose cannon Daydreamin' racing Drake In a new phantom I'm coming through in a race I'm a beast, Cause I rap till I'm blue in the face Get It I'm a beast, Till I'm blue the face? Get it crackin' like a bat with an aluminum base, Misguided angel, I'm a demon killer Bad man in the mirror I'm a fuckin' thriller (Which means you better fuckin' beat it man) Hey, Madchild spit razor sharp Like an x-acto blade The pterodactyl, I'm a Jackyl with these accolades Hangin' like a macarame Crack rock hit the jackpot Smoke a pack a day I'm tinfoil in your microwave Roll up on BMX, shoot you in the face Ride my bike away Work of art Leonardo Da Vinci [?] I rap retardedly I'm Hardly a mystery In a cardigan, I'm hard to miss Like mardted for disney (Wow) It's like water and listerine Now that my piss clean people are listening That's it, wow Oh Boy The kid's back! The Pepsi cola kid's back! The silver surfer is back! I'm from the wild west muthafucker!
Writer(s): Reece Zazulak, Shane Ralph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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