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madchild - white tyson lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah
i am back with a vengeance
i’m a cowboy that hangs with the indians
yeah i’m dancing with wolves
but i ain’t hiding nothing, i don’t wear sheeps clothes
look into my mind it’s a freak show
if you don’t like what i do you can deep-throat
all eight inches
f-ck you, f-ck hate and f-ck fake friendships
yeah
i am violent frequent
one thing i never get is the silent treatment
work everyday, that’s my f-cking secret
i’m the underground king so i’m not beneath it
all you f-ckboys that sh-t-talk
punch a hole through your face like it’s gyprock
take a hit b-tch, dip. you could kick rocks
i’m dope like a brick rock of yay’ in a ziploc
i’m a wu-tang clan freak
plus i’m colorful like toucan sam’s beak
300 pound gorilla that snorts cocaine
put a lighter to my mouth, spit propane
everyday i’m losing hair, i need rogaine
before i get my teeth fixed, probably get a gold chain
flow so cold man
i am here forever, i’m cl-ssic like john coltrane

[hook]
yeah
put your cash away
put a rapper in the ring, i will smash his face
knock him out cold to a basket case
i am young mike tyson, i’m c-ssius clay

yeah
one of the greatest of all time
i am young mike tyson in his d-mn prime
half these cats that are big now, they can’t rhyme
so i’ll keep fighting ’till the bell, reading champs minds

[verse 2]
you will find no resemblance
tats on my face wearing pendleton
(baxwar)
got a skull that’s an emblem
stylin’, the look in my eyes got them trembling
mcs sitting on the rafts, bunch of simpletons
smash like i’m serving on a br-ss out in wimbledon
get stomped while a crowd starts -ssembling
i’m wearing red wing boots, never timberland’s
still, that’ll leave such a mess
like my life last year, now it’s the f-cking best
please, don’t put me to the f-cking test
slice your heart while it’s beating right from out your chest
yeah
i’m on a rise like i’m stepping on an elevator
writing songs for the kids, you can tell they’re faded
a lot of dudes get old, fat and h-lla jaded
but i’m a bionic man, brain’s accelerated

[hook]
yeah
put your cash away
put a rapper in the ring, i will smash his face
knock him out cold to a basket case
i am young mike tyson, i’m c-ssius clay

yeah
one of the greatest of all time
i am young mike tyson in his d-mn prime
half these cats that are big now, they can’t rhyme
so i’ll just fight ’till the bell, reading champs minds

[verse 3]
no choice but to get productive
if i don’t create i get self destructive
slap a rapper like a [?]
don’t criticize if it’s not constructive
not the one to f-ck with
say another one, you should try your luck with

- madchild lyrics

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