[Verse 1 - Madchild]
I'm quite frightening, I'm white lightning
I'm Mike Tyson, I'm ice-picked up, I might ice him
I'm Iceman, kill for fun and start writin'
Jump off stage, spit flames with no hype man
One of the best yet, every line's a death threat
Still can't figure out what's wrong with my head yet
I'm morbid and tormented, this door's entrance was entered
This dark self centered warp vengeance
This engine, it burns on 6 cylinders
Armed like John Dillinger
Just in case I get swarmed by strong villagers
I stay calm, villainous, I'm the strong militant type
Get wrong feelings at night
King Kong's ready to fight, but still choose seclusion
General of a movement, generally confusion
Mentally I'm improving, enemies I remove them
Plenty of them, but I get venomous so they lose it
[Verse 2 - Thirstin Howl the III]
Losin' nudist
Student in amusement
Stupid, there's mucus in the music
Grumpy old man with my honey hold hands
Runny nose bad, my rugby don't match
Awake when I dream, eyes wide open
Low life love, I'm like Moses
Hot fire, lava, spit tobacco sauce
Rob y'all stores with my mask off
Brooklyn DK, Bronx beat break
The sands of Iran and the M.I.A
A hookah in Bermuda, sitting in my cave
Shoot 'em with a Ruger, witnessin' my aim
My mic's reloaded, got a verse in the chamber
Give a flying fuck where you came from bum
Thirsty thirsty from the ville
RIP every motherfuckin' track I kill
I'm quite frightening, I'm white lightning
I'm Mike Tyson, I'm ice-picked up, I might ice him
I'm Iceman, kill for fun and start writin'
Jump off stage, spit flames with no hype man
One of the best yet, every line's a death threat
Still can't figure out what's wrong with my head yet
I'm morbid and tormented, this door's entrance was entered
This dark self centered warp vengeance
This engine, it burns on 6 cylinders
Armed like John Dillinger
Just in case I get swarmed by strong villagers
I stay calm, villainous, I'm the strong militant type
Get wrong feelings at night
King Kong's ready to fight, but still choose seclusion
General of a movement, generally confusion
Mentally I'm improving, enemies I remove them
Plenty of them, but I get venomous so they lose it
[Verse 2 - Thirstin Howl the III]
Losin' nudist
Student in amusement
Stupid, there's mucus in the music
Grumpy old man with my honey hold hands
Runny nose bad, my rugby don't match
Awake when I dream, eyes wide open
Low life love, I'm like Moses
Hot fire, lava, spit tobacco sauce
Rob y'all stores with my mask off
Brooklyn DK, Bronx beat break
The sands of Iran and the M.I.A
A hookah in Bermuda, sitting in my cave
Shoot 'em with a Ruger, witnessin' my aim
My mic's reloaded, got a verse in the chamber
Give a flying fuck where you came from bum
Thirsty thirsty from the ville
RIP every motherfuckin' track I kill
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