Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hurt That Man, artist - Madchild. Date of issue: 04.06.2017
Song language: English
Hurt That Man |
| This is the sound of a head hitting the floor |
| This sound is different because this head is no longer connected |
| To a body |
| Anybody wanna battle me, I’ll murk that man |
| Beat his fuckin' ass like Dirtbag Dan |
| Put my thoughts together and assert that plan |
| Anybody in my way take a dirt-nap fam |
| Don’t ask me how I’m doin', I’m a miserable fuck |
| I’m tired and overworked and the residuals suck |
| MadChild, I’m a dirty little grungy dwarf |
| Pullin' fake suicides with a bungy chord |
| Yeah, I finally put my shit together like a carpenter |
| Now I’ll talk your ear off like a fucking telemarketer |
| Give me a gun, I’ll show you how to stop a Nazi |
| I hope you get the fucking picture like a paparazzi |
| I hit the ground running, 'cause I’m a fast swinger |
| Heavy hitter with these raps, but a bad singer |
| Yeah I’m tattooed up like I’m a Yakuza |
| But I’m a dope sick white boy from Vancouver |
| Uh |
| Count Blacula |
| Roots out of Africa |
| Shorty sinking her head, but her head is spectacular |
| Running with the smugglers, hustlers, drug traffickers |
| What happened to rapping with passion |
| Packing a Gat in the back |
| The undertaker on the paper like a watermark |
| I bury rappers underground and watch their chronics fall |
| Toronto villain, your blood spilling, it’s thrilling |
| I love killing, the villain of blood. |
| Don’t know the feeling of love |