Brainstorm - Madchild: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Brainstorm

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Hip-Hop

Brainstorm was released on April 26, 2019 by Battle Axe as a part of the album Demons

Song Details

Release DateApril 26, 2019

LabelBattle Axe

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM91

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Madchild

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Shane Jason Ralph

Shane Jason Ralph

Composer

Robin Wilfred Hooper

Robin Wilfred Hooper

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Rob The Viking

Producer

C-Lance

Producer

Lyrics

I'm the all-seein', high-beam creature of the North Star

Dark force family from Warsaw with war scars

Extraterrestrial, a short beast, war chief

Now that I am home, I'm causin' more grief

Cannibal, I catch my prey and have a warm feast

From grotesque to obese to thin, fuckin' cold freaks in gold sheets

I'm the fuckin' man, that's a state of mind

Get it then I spend it till I'm broke, the only way to grind

Can't help it, I'm self-destructive

When I rip myself apart, that's when I'm so productive

It's fucked up when I say I fucked up again

Fallin' on my face, then I get back up again

Guess I'm addicted to the sufferin'

Pop six bufferin' and get back to hustlin'

I'm a beast, not a man, sinister with love

I'm wise as a serpent but innocent as doves

Lyrically unloadin', thoughts so hot they're explodin'

Your style's so old, it's corrodin'

Write like Capote, high on peyote

Eyes poppin' out like the Wile E. Coyote

Not one iota or one guy older

Or one guy younger has the hunger that I'm holdin'

In my city or my side of the country I'm the greatest

That's it, point blank, flat out, no debatin'

I'm in the mood to work, not in the mood to play

I'm never puttin' off tomorrow what I can do today

And I ain't followin' no rules so there's no rules to break

I got moves to make and all these fools are fake, aye

Lucifer's a liar, settin' fires all the time

Misguided angel, I'm inspirin' your mind

The weekend, it is here, the kids are doin' drugs

In the clubs havin' fun while I'm busy spewin' blood

I'd love to stick my cock into the mouths of all these girls

But I'm busy workin' on my plan of conquerin' the world

And I don't give a fuck about these dwarfs, they got short vision

My focus razor sharp, now the mountain lord's risen

Lyrically unloadin', thoughts so hot they're explodin'

Your style's so old it's corrodin'

Write like Capote, high on peyote

Eyes poppin' out like the Wile E. Coyote

Not one iota or one guy older

Or one guy younger has the hunger that I'm holdin'

In my city or my side of the country I'm the greatest

That's it, point blank, flat out, no debatin'

Hearts are full of joy thinkin' it will never end

While the kids are takin' pills, dancin' in the Devil's den

Right now I'm at 3, tryin' to get to level 10

Other local rappers worried about the parties and the friends

That's why I'm alone, that's why I'm at home

That's why I ain't answerin' these texts on my phone

Half these messages, they are from girls that wanna bone

Eventually they'll quit, go out and look for other clones

And I will still be right here, writin' up a storm

When I'm ready to spit lighting, I get Vikin' on the horn

I ain't finished writing, meet me at the chamber

He'll ask me how it went, I'll say, "Rappers are in danger"

Lyrically unloadin', thoughts so hot they're explodin'

Your style's so old it's corrodin'

Write like Capote, high on peyote

Eyes poppin' out like the Wile E. Coyote

Not one iota or one guy older

Or one guy younger has the hunger that I'm holdin'

In my city or my side of the country I'm the greatest

That's it, point blank, flat out, no debatin'

Written by: Robin Wilfred Hooper, Shane Jason Ralph

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