When the shit goes down you be ready (When the goes down)
1:] I He-Man to She-Rra, Battlecat to Cringer West Coast Avenger, Mad Child's a of the North Star, I'm going hard Lions out my mouth like a throwing star Tough luck, nunchucks for dumb fucks Young jump up, they get fucked up I can (why?) I'm a featherweight (nah) I'm a heavyweight, hope to get to Heaven's 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 committing But have to ask the question, "How come I ain't getting " I'm a fucking lunatic, I can be a moody Great white shark eating rappers like you're tuna em I annihilate, villain with an iron blade Fuck when I rock I am hot watch a fire Welcome to the freak fest, Mad a monster First do a concert do an encore Mad got the game on lock a door handle War angel, black cape with an orange candle now gone commando Running through the with the gun of Rambo Knife on my that could cut your scalp Quit now I'm back you go fuck yourself
2:] Tattooed up top to bottom Never fall again like leaves Dark like the Legend of Sleepy I'm the big bad wolf, you are sheep follow Crawl into bed, a power nap Eat your kids in a nightie and a cap All these little piggies run the shit goes down Cause I'm to blow your motherfucking brick house down Nasty North American, that's I'm arrogant Kids think you're fucked, I know, I'm aware of it Morphine and opiates this derelict Hopefully appropriate terrorist I need a therapist, to talk to You dumb? There is something wrong, what the fuck dude? Started off in going back to auditoriums of an army, Battle Axe Warriors
3:] Breaker breaker one I'll break a back and snap a spine if you ever think of mine Sunshine, moonshine, sunrays or Balance the black magic monsters and bad sandman, death is on your doorstep Take a deep breath, you are not for war yet I'm a rap war vet, all Corvette I'm all for torture, don't forget we never I'm talking full clip, a of hits And then ten years of tears you to bits We never miss when the missile's on to the target Send you back to evolution, you can meet Darwin I'm the of everything, I'm a universal sovereign Universal studios, you're using Garage Band Abusing all musicians who's confused this is our Rob Viking, Mad Child, Prevail, the game plan