madchild – shit talker lyrics
what the f-ck i gotta do to get noticed man?
start dissin’ people?(yeah, yo, yeah.)
the way i rap’s a f-cking crime of spitting felonies
white devil, tripping, spitting watermelon seeds
the f-ck i gotta do to get noticed?
start, i got to get shot ?
maybe i should start, uh, dissing a bunch of famous rappers?
and umm…
i’m trying to tell my mom “please don’t worry”
while i paint my face like a baseball fury
i was a california k!ller
but now i’m stuck in canada so i’m a foreign thriller
so shut the f-ck up
shut your venus fly trap
sit back, relax, and listen to the meanest guy rap
i’m a bit awkward
your boy back i’m a mother f-cking sh-t talker
and please don’t pay attention to my tweets
all this social networking is giving me the creeps
i get a bunch of f-cking messages from creeps
half of them are geeks
the other half are freaks
i gotta f- a faulty alter ego
my personalities are multiple -ssaulting people
yeah…
f-ck a chorus
i’m a mother. f-cking. sh-t. talker
my personalities are multiple -ssaulting people
i got followers to follow like a cult that’s evil
f-ck an upside-down cross
f-ck a swastika
i’m k!llin’ it for m-ssive pica down to costa rica
i still got pep in my step call me paprika
old school, c-cky
watching hockey while i rock a beeper
i got a problem with the goblin
if he’s an albacore
cosmic lord
sitting on the toilet reading rob report
i’m an angel stained
raise h-ll and drive angry
i’ll make a rapper fall off like he got gangrene
little gold h-rns
pitchfork, and a demon’s tail
pumping s-m-n in a screaming girl
like she’s a fiend in jail
once i got her i don’t need her
i’m a monster
so i’m drinking monster like it’s water by the liter
i’m yelling “f-ck everyone!” in my pink boxers
i’m still a f-cking little c-cky sh-t talker
okay
stupid dufus spitting mucus
blabbering buffoon
target marketing
i’m spitting -rs-nic at this baboon
i’ll burn a rapper like an arsonist
i’ll scarf him up then barf him up like he’s a par-s-nip
ak-47s with extra cartridges
my family keep rolling deep like we’re the partridges
yeah, baby rocky cracking ribs of carc-sses
cows. wow. ain’t n0body harsh as this
my sh-t stick to your head like a thumbtack
sc-m bag
use my girl’s shirt as a c-m rag
i got my girl open like a wide receiver
slap it like a beaver tail
white and asian jungle fever
yeah, green eyed white devil
i got a problem with authority at every level
now that i am back, trust me i will never settle
down
i’m so underground they had to use a shovel
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