When the goes down you better be ready (When the goes down)
1:] I turn He-Man to She-Rra, to Cringer Coast Avenger, Mad Child's a ninja Fist of the North Star, I'm going Lions out my mouth like a throwing star Tough luck, nunchucks for dumb fucks Young dukes jump up, they get up I can levitate (why?) I'm a (nah) I'm a heavyweight, to get to Heaven's gate But not yet (watch it) I'm a savage Running all around and I am wreaking havoc Funny when I rap it sounds like I'm murder But to ask the question, "How come I ain't getting further? " I'm a lunatic, I can be a moody bitch Great white shark eating rappers like you're tuna em I annihilate, villain with an iron blade Fuck when I rock I am hot a fire blaze Welcome to the fest, Mad Child's a monster First do a concert do an encore Mad got the game on lock a door handle War angel, black cape an orange candle now I've gone commando Running through the streets the gun of Rambo on my belt that could cut your scalp Quit drugs now I'm back you go yourself
2:] Tattooed up top to sleeves Never again like autumn leaves Dark the Legend of Sleepy Hollow I'm the big bad wolf, you are that follow Crawl into bed, a power nap Eat kids in a nightie and a shower cap All little piggies run when the shit goes down Cause I'm to blow your motherfucking brick house down North American, that's because I'm arrogant Kids you're fucked, yeah I know, I'm aware of it Morphine and opiates warping this Hopefully appropriate scorpions I a therapist, someone to talk to You dumb? There is something that's wrong, what the fuck off in clubs going back to auditoriums Leader of an army, Battle Axe
3:] Breaker breaker one I'll break a and snap a spine if you ever think of taking mine Sunshine, moonshine, sunrays or Balance the black monsters and bad dreams Animated sandman, is on your doorstep Take a breath, you are not ready for war yet I'm a rap war vet, all Corvette I'm all for torture, don't we never forfeit I'm talking full clip, a of hits And ten years of turmoil tears you to bits We never miss when the locked on to the target Send you back to evolution, you can meet Charles I'm the king of everything, I'm a sovereign Universal studios, still using Garage Band all musicians who's confused this is our land Rob Viking, Mad Child, Prevail, that's the game