Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Meat Knife, artist - Madchild.
Date of issue: 14.05.2017
Song language: English
Meat Knife |
The best kept secret |
Yo |
Yeah |
I’m spittin' five foot fireballs |
I’m a road dog, ride 'till my tires bald |
Little monster, I’m a beautiful mess |
I am crazy and depressed, that’s my key to success |
You can catch me spittin' lightning while I’m beating my chest |
I’m so good, it’s fuckin' frightening, I am leading the rest |
I’m the opposite of mediocre, you’re bleeding joker |
I’m so hungry, crunching rappers like a greedy ogre |
Your skeleton is gelatin |
Fly like Dumbo the elephant, to relevant |
I’m an old relic, spittin' icy cold pellets |
You’re underdeveloped, I’m a thunderess relic |
A wonderful felon, hundreds of hungry men yellin' |
My lyrics trip you out like a hallucinogenic |
Walls turn to liquid, I’m a gruesome lieutenant |
Stole my girls heart, I’m an proper thief |
But I’m a fucking freak show like Chopper Read |
I make psychopathic records |
Check my psychiatric records |
I attack a type of beat like I’m a hyperactive wrestler |
Dawg, I’m spooky, I’m kookie, I’m loopy |
White teeth, black touqe, lookin' like Snoopy |
Knock a girl out like she just took a roofie |
Call your crew out, 'cause your whole crew’s goofy |
(Bitch) |
…I'm spooky! |
I am mystifying, leave her mystified |
'Cause I turn into a beast, like Mr. Hyde |
Madchild rocks, I’m electrifying |
Said I rock motherfucker, leave you petrified |
Madchild’s back, motherfuck, that’s what’s up |
BattleAxe tracks get massacred |
I said I’m back, that’s what’s up |
BattleAxe tracks get massacred |
Shit gets weird |
I’m about to shave my head like Britney Spears |
I’m about to lose my shit. |
like Britney Spears |
Growing long finger nails and a grizzly beard |
On a real dope beat, I’m a grizzly bear |
And I walk down the streets, and the kids just stare |
But I no big deal, I’m a speck of sand |
But my family is huge like a Mexican |
I am fierce, I am brash, I am totally vicious |
A real fucking dick, I’ll explode on you bitches |
It’s hard to stay fresh when I feel so fucking sour |
And I don’t have the cash, I don’t have the fucking power |
Used to think that I was special, a pretty big deal |
Ugly now but I remember how the pretty kids feel |
Five years of drugs, twenty years of drinking |
Twenty years of smoking, what the fuck was I thinking? |