Madchild - Switched On lyrics

rate me

I’m on some terminator kill shit

I’m on some terminator

Fuck I’m bionic in my tennis short

Many more for short warped Dennis the menace dwarf

Open up your mouth like I’m a dentist in my premises

Hairline as bad as genesis with better penmanship

In Venice eating venosin

I miss Los Angeles,pissed off,angry

just list off languages

Manhandle a damn prime rhyme rhinoceros

Up close and personal

Like watching The Apocalypse

Wearin’ binoculars

Talking like I’m auctioning

Toxic oxygen,boxed in with ostriches

My cock monstrous

Pocahontas and moccasins

Hot as an iguana in a sauna say the opposite

Voice hoarse like I need a box of lozenges

Go to grandmas have a bowl of soup and polish sausages

You can’t process it

Blooming like a million cherry blossoms

On some awesome shit

White boy that has potential

Last samurai, camera shy, rhymes ramble longer than a camel ride

Petrify how I electrify

Textin' sexy fly bitches with my Iphone

Takin’ pictures of my bone

Terminator flying through your country like a cyclone

20 shows 18 bitches and then I fly home

Bad for being old as fuck and battlestar galactica

Fuckin’ spectacular

Teeth sharper than Dracula

Respect the spectacle you bitch

Cause I’m a emaculate

Top five crackers crackin' off that’s accurate

Archaic angel with a flame thrower

Some rappers reach for the sky

I guess I aim lower, Drake get 20 million

I get 40 G's

Him and 40, yo I had to run away from 40 thieves

Conduct misorderly more fucked when your bored of me

Distorted artistry I blame it all on hieroglyphics

Why me, screaming,standing on top of a pyramid?

The joke's over my life's an awful experiment

I’m the fucking last Mohican, still I blast the weekend

I’m passed the deep end, a deacon, inside I'm actually freaking

Older than Coleco Vision, I'm still ego driven

Night hawk, American eagle compared to feeble pigeons

Feeling groggy my sleeping habits are terrible, vision foggy maybe I'm asking for miracles

Can’t compare yourself to someone that just won the lottery

Unless you're slaughterhouse no one gives a fuck if your slaughtering

Tired of being the guy that almost made it, still an unknown

King Kong blow you to kingdom come and them come home

Write another hundred dumb poems

I'm done holmes

Thanks to Lawless for correcting these lyrics