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madchild – club 33 lyrics

[intro]
everyone wants to go
no one can get in..
there’s this thing called club 33
it’s a really big deal
you can’t get in no matter what
the only way to go there is if you pay this ridiculous fee
where, i mean it’s a thousand dollars
like, like a hundred years and all this f-cking sh-t
and eventually you gain access, 2k to get in

[verse 1] madchild
ay
i’m a caterpillar turning into a b-tterfly
crazy baby with the b-tter knife singing lullabies
still holding on, hanging tough, writing all the time
hanging on like a koala bear that’s overqualified
about to go postal, k!ll everyone like columbine
almost lost my f-cking mind. had to fall in line
i’m a member of a secret society
but frequently i’m still a freak with anxiety
misguided angel just stays home
‘cause good mcs are hard to find like pagers and payphones
mind’s a lethal environment
i’ve got tunnel vision
now that the sun has risen, i have broken out of prison
king kong, rhyme spine tingling, make your skin crawl
‘cause words keep bouncing ‘round my head just like a pinball
multiples like when i hit multi-bolt. un-ssaultable
cuffing up a half a half a dozen, that’s the cult involved
carrier of art from the heart with no barriers
libra-scorpio, a scorpio, a sagittarius
went from agitated scorpion in a solarium
anonymous piranhas adopting to new aquarium

[verse 2] evidence
yeah
mercy me
og like percee p
the beat’s a grip but i might drop a verse for free
that’s a gift i got from me, swift, so dinner on me (swift)
roll it up in a spliff and meet at club 33
another k, i don’t play another bat tigon
touring like a bag of bomb
tag but i don’t tagalong
another day. what’s a goon to a goblin?
a king to a god, nah. a human to an atom bomb
no yellow lines, that’s a road i could travel on
i spit it clear, ain’t no song that i babble on
i watch for jake not jake one the babble-on
and ride the horse into the sun without a saddle on
i never fell above h-ll with the scavengers
choke a rapper ‘til he blue mixed with lavender (sad)
i always try to be up front like collateral
while motherf-ckers try to play the back and act radical

[verse 3] alchemist
that i prefer to spit at the judge and the jury
unleash the fury
i splash jewry from out the window of the jimmy’z wagon
i’ll flex a muscle on hating ash, bury
bang the metal like a crash derby
the pen is my blade
to sharpen it i cut flesh to the bone
so chemical my stones is -rs-nic
the face carver
sit on a throne like arthur
pulling strings, no archer
leaving b-ms out in the cold without a north face sparker
i take vengeance, rev the race engines
diamonds dancing on dinner plated pendants
cut through the yellow ribbon and made an entrance
i played the benches
so many lines my code name is great adventures
yo, six flags. use your versace shirt as a dish rag
magic man, i’m digging in my trick bag

[outro]
do you know what i have for you?
.. to enter club 33, a guest must press the buzzer on an intercom
concealed by a hidden panel at the doorway

{-club 33!! air horn-}

- madchild lyrics

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