Battleaxe MadChild (Ft. Bishop Lamont, Dilated Peoples & D-Sisive)

[Intro] [Evidence]:
Both middle fingers up, point 'em at the industry

[Verse One: Mad Child]
Watch a misguided angel bust
Like I'm on red devil angel dust
Man I play off the pain
Bear witness to the chaos that reigns
Of course I'm insane
Of course I'm gonna course through your veins
I'm a beast, you can't get rid of my name
Spit lit propane
Dope fiends, this is cooked cocaine
While I'm tryin' to touch these kids like Kurt Cobain
I guess that's why I fuck with pills that could hurt your brain
Chop through the track
Talk like I walk with an axe
Confident rap, no argument, I conquer with that
King Kong stomp through the track
Armed to attack
Come see the concert, I'm a monster with that
Faceless one
Patience till it's done
Shine bright, Shane could change places with the sun
Little savage in the states, I'm gettin' gradually known
The poet king is finally back on his throne
I'm glad to be home