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Madchild - DEVIL'S REJECT Feat. DJ Revolution (Track 1 from DOPE SICK - IN STORES NOW!)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Madchild
Madchild
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane Bunting
Shane Bunting
Songwriter
Kurt Hoffman
Kurt Hoffman
Songwriter
Craig Lanciani
Craig Lanciani
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm hiding in the shadow from the demons that I battle I'm a psycho with a hypodermic needle in my ankle My cerebral has a fire breathing ego that exists I'm evil, people lock my sights and burn you to a crisp My sentiments are venomous, I'm poisonous to enemies No cure, there is no remedy -- death will be the penalty I'm menacing, inventive with demented thoughts of grandeur Temper is explosive, I'm a boiling pot of anger Middle-aged mutant, deformed monstrosity Do not have the audacity to fuck with this atrocity Reform, deform, creeper in a tree fort Deport, back into my country, read the report Igor. "why dey wanna pick on little me for?" C4 explosives, I'm ferocious by the seashore Keep it, you will reap it, I will give it all I got I'm strategic, devil's reject, I will think then I will plot (Blah!) I will have the last laugh, I'm a fuckin' bad man Surround my house with sand bags, like in fuckin' Bahgdad They don't feel the fire yet? They will feel the back draft Hand makin' bullets when I'm listenin' to Black Flags Selectors, they are sodomized, detecting me on satellite Sneak across the border to Seattle with a pad and mic DJ play a battle break, I'm battling on stage I'm a rattle snake, you kids should not be rattling my cage And I don't give a fuck about a rapper with a buzz I'll happily attack him and extract a little blood Like packing an exacto, I'm exact with the result Your friends can ask what happen, you'll say "Crap, it was my fault." I'm an albatross, fuckin' falcon claws Half mountain lion, countless crimes but I'll be fine My blood is mixed with alkaline Kill the little monster, he is obviously insane He's probably just a goblin that has problems with his brain I go to bed at night, I'm dreaming of revenge But I'm tossing and I'm turning, candle burning at both ends I wake up asking "Don't you hear the laughing?" They don't hear it Every night I pray to God, "Protect us from these evil spirits." Lyrics like I'm touched by the angels; I'm dangerous Put my words together in the strangest arrangements I'm blooming from my vanity; illuminate insanity Accumulating doom related lines that leave you panicking A samurai; I guess I glamorize being traumatized Promise I will never compromise with these homicides An alligator salivating, calibrating jaws Rap of malady I'll gravitate to gladiator dogs Divine separatist, rhyme defined specimen Combine efforts, align sublime specialist I design, refine lines is my weaponry Trying to find destiny, God provides recipe
Writer(s): Shane Jason Bunting, Craig Lanciani, Kurt Hoffman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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