When the goes down you better be ready (When the shit down)
1:] I He-Man to She-Rra, Battlecat to Cringer West Avenger, Mad Child's a ninja Fist of the North Star, I'm going Lions flying out my mouth like a throwing 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 when I rap it sounds like I'm committing murder But have to ask the question, "How I ain't getting further? " I'm a fucking lunatic, I can be a bitch Great white shark eating rappers you're tuna fish Kill em I annihilate, villain with an iron Fuck when I I am hot watch a fire blaze Welcome to the freak fest, Mad Child's a First do a concert do an encore Mad got the game on lock a door handle War angel, black with an orange candle now I've gone commando through the streets with the gun of Rambo Knife on my belt that cut your scalp Quit drugs now I'm back you go fuck
2:] Tattooed up top to bottom Never again like autumn leaves Dark like the of Sleepy Hollow I'm the big bad wolf, you are sheep that Crawl bed, take a power nap Eat your in a nightie and a shower cap All these little piggies run when the shit down Cause I'm here to blow your motherfucking brick house Nasty North American, that's because I'm think you're fucked, yeah I know, I'm aware of it Morphine and opiates this derelict appropriate scorpions terrorist I a therapist, someone to talk to You There is something that's wrong, what the fuck dude? Started off in going back to auditoriums of an army, Battle Axe Warriors
3:] Breaker one nine I'll break a back and a spine if you ever think of taking mine Sunshine, moonshine, or moonbeams Balance the black magic and bad dreams Animated sandman, death is on doorstep Take a deep breath, you are not for war yet I'm a rap war vet, all Corvette I'm all for torture, forget we never forfeit I'm full clip, a decade of hits And then ten years of turmoil tears you to We never miss when the locked on to the target Send you back to evolution, you can Charles Darwin I'm the of everything, I'm a universal sovereign Universal studios, you're still using Band all musicians who's confused this is our land Rob Viking, Mad Child, Prevail, that's the plan