| Some nights when i get bored, I like to go out to bars and play the piano
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| Take some shots of whiskey, smoke a cigarette, and fuckin' rock the house
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| OK, Spidey sense is tingling, I’m intense with mingling
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| World’s a crazy circus but we’re brothers like the wringlings
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| Chew these rappers up and spit em out like gum from Wrigley’s
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| Sorta like a hoarder but i’m shorter than a pigmy
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| Just cause I’m from Canada don’t mean i live in igloos
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| Soon as I’m aloud back in the states i will be big news
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| I’m getting old but still in line, like it was last call
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| I’m getting colder with these lines and i got glass balls
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| Seems like being a pussy is in style, and wearing flouresent
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| I’m a dwarf more aggressive with a warped message
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| Walking through a cavern with a torch lit
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| Rather be an underground rapper then full of horse shit
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| I chop these rappers up and eat em like slaw salad
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| This is raw talent, still a little off balance
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| I am cold as ice spitting vocal poltergeist
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| Listen to the words I’m saying close I’m giving bold advice
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| You really don’t know what it means. |
| When I hand you the keys
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| You overlooking like it’s overhead
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| It’s sure to bring you down on your knees, take it when we give it,
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| Cause we gunnin like we Boba Fett
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| Real I’ve always been, real I’ll always be
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| So real in fact my haters even respect me
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| You really don’t know what it means when I hand you the keys
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| When I hand you the keys
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| I’m crazy c-crazy crazy, this jacket can’t restrain me
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| Insane in the brain they label me when i was just a baby
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| Playing with chains, skulls and spikes
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| The chain go on the bike, the bikes going with me and
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| We can go if you like
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| Masked with the hoodies in the hood he taking goodies door to door like a girl
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| scout
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| Daily Panickin, a mannequin, they say the dark brought him
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| Born on the floor but they call it rock bottom
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| Got to keep it real to know that
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| What about some sanity and my dealers sold that
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| Is anybody listening i fought a whole war
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| No army no one listed in, i’m back no visiting
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| Rap so cinnamon, to soft and they spit it whack no penmenship, 4000 degrees,
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| and i’m in it to my knees 'cause i’m so shifty please
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| Chaotic, Psychotic, you want it i got it
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| I’m a peddler deadlier a style of malaria fuck competitors
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| Tales of h.g. |
| wells my time machine will stay ahead of ya
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| And i been there, i did that platinum plaque stacks etc.,
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| My past is the beginning of your beginning and the beginning of all that is
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| And has been, since the twilight of the dawn, i’m not kidding
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| I was madwork in the lab, i can show you how to do this
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| Epic work epic when but imma jimmy jam and terry Lewis
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| Clueless for you to diss, I’ll strangle you until your bluish
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| So much juggling, struggling that imma get it done
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| Only thing i do better is be a father to my son
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| And i can battle on, babble on, until we end up in Babylon
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| Notes to notebook, i hold the keys touch a grammar tongue. |
| Notes your hopes up
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| i bought the seas that i walk upon
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| And when everything is feeling shaky, it’s that 808
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| Heh heh i rip the head off, fuck that dumb shit Imma demonstrate |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Keys , by - Madchild. Song from the album The Brimstone Sluggers, in the genre Альтернатива