Madchild - Slayer lyrics

rate me

Ft. Demrick

(Intro)

Enter death's waiting room if you dare

(Hook: Demrick)

We ride where we come from

We get high where we come from

It's suicide, try to play dumb

Go against mines, you could die where we come from

(Verse: Madchild)

Welcome to the Terrordome

Silver Surfer, my exterior is mirrored chrome

Kill planets as I fly through the galaxy

And smash every fuckboy act that lives a fallacy

I'm explodin' wit vitality

Hard to find a capable compatible mentality

I found young De, that's my young G

Just as fearsome, lethal, equally as hungry

When I start snappin' on a beat it gives you cold chills

White axe face tatted rapper wearin' gold grills

Moved to the U.S.A. cuz shit was killin' me

High toxicity wit zero visibility

I'm thinkin' how am I gonna make it I'm too complex

Wakin' up hallucinatin', screamin' wit my palms wet

Then I realized they realized that I'm a bomb threat

New kid wit the experience of Vietnam vets

(Hook x2)

(Verse 2: Demrick)

The way I'm feelin', just know I'm willin' to die

Fo' what I believe in, blow my smoke up in the sky

Livin' life like this, live fo' nights like this

Drink a 5th, smoke and sip, take a hit, that's my shit

Any bottle on the table, livin' so unstable

She got a body of an angel but that ain't no halo

All about the dollar, pound, euro, peso

Son a nigga like a cradle, shot's fatal, independent no payroll

Arrive like deliverance, this the wack rapper nemesis

Fuck your censorship we killin' shit right on the premises

And my head up in the clouds, puffin' loud, no access

You haters ain't allowed to come around, you past tense

Tune to the sounds and right now watch the crowd

Crowd around, inside a riot, get wild

And I came from the abyss wit some kill to twist

Black and white mix, suck a dick

Who the fuck you fucking wit bitch

(Hook x2)

(Verse 3: Madchild)

We on some ride or die shit, a mighty and majestic beast

The competition betta exit or you'll rest in peace

Kill shows, all these otha cats are extra goofy

Use my iPhone to make a porn after wit sexy groupies

Fuck em two at a time until they're screamin'

A green eyed, ink covered, three legged demon

My words are magical, they're dancin', jumpin' off the pages

And every word I blurt's a murderous engagement

I'm ragin', this is oral choreography

We're climbin', steady new sensation, they're tobogganin'

Fifteen minutes of fame, they fall so fast

That's cuz we do it fo' the luv befo' the cold cash

I'm not sayin' we don't want a lil extra loot

But to our soldiers, we salute, and lyrically we execute

These fuckboys all chickenheads wit ruffled feathers

We made it through the roughest weather, skin is tough as leather

(Hook x2)