| I’m going Prefontaine on you hoes
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| Mad dope like putting cocaine up your nose, yeah
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| Those that oppose get slain I suppose, yeah
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| Mad Child spit acid rain on you hoes
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| Gladiator on the battle break
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| You’re better off french-kissing with a rattlesnake
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| Fuck with Mad Child, that’ll be a bad mistake
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| Tell me, how much torture can a little fucking savage take?
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| I’ll go fishing and I catch a fucking rapper like a manta ray
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| Then slice his motherfucking throat with a katana blade
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| Rappers bugging me, I turn into a can of Raid
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| You are not a candidate, eat you like a candy cane
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| Veins are full of antifreeze, call me Candy Man
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| Three times, holding tools like I’m a fucking handyman
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| Rhymes are sweet, get delivered like a candy-gram
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| Fuck these pussy rappers up like porno on a handycam
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| I’m the Lawnmower Man, powerfully electric with an ongoing plan
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| I was crazy now a calm lowly man, yeah right, I’m a lunatic with bombs blowing
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| land
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| I’m going Prefontaine on you hoes
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| Mad dope like putting cocaine up your nose, yeah
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| Those that oppose get slain I suppose, yeah
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| Mad Child spit acid rain on you hoes
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| Gladiator on the battle break
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| You’re better off french-kissing with a rattlesnake
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| Fuck with Mad Child, that’ll be a bad mistake
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| Tell me, how much torture can a little fucking savage take?
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| Won’t hear me complain, I am free from pain
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| I am running fucking shit like Prefontaine
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| Words spreading like they’re viral, now watch them spiral
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| Right into your brain until they break right through your firewall
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| You can see the fire in my eyeballs scaring all my rivals
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| Straightedge bitch, fuck a highball
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| You get kiboshed, I’m a cyborg
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| I’m a cyclops, I’m a rhyme lord
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| I don’t mind cops just as long as they’re cool
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| Netifying find props mystical a werewolf
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| Spitting like I’ve written everyday since I have been born
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| Rocking diamond clothing, buying furniture from Inform
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| I’m going Prefontaine on you hoes
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| Mad dope like putting cocaine up your nose, yeah
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| Those that oppose get slain I suppose, yeah
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| Mad Child spit acid rain on you hoes
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| Gladiator on the battle break
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| You’re better off french-kissing with a rattlesnake
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| Fuck with Mad Child, that’ll be a bad mistake
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| Tell me, how much torture can a little fucking savage take?
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| Very charismatic addict, I’m a ruined idol
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| Last year even my demo sounded suicidal
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| This year spitting venom I’m a subhuman
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| Walking down the street I hear my song in cars with subs booming
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| Regurgitating rhymes like I am gargling
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| Everybody knows that I am dope, there is no arguing
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| Spitting sparklers, no rappers targeting
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| Don’t have to cause I marvellously raps like I am carpeting
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| I drink Monster, I rock Diamond
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| I rock RDS, I love rhyming
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| I cause problems, they know I’m raising hell
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| Now I got em worried like Carlito on the Jezebel
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| I’m going Prefontaine on you hoes
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| Mad dope like putting cocaine up your nose, yeah
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| Those that oppose get slain I suppose, yeah
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| Mad Child spit acid rain on you hoes
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| Gladiator on the battle break
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| You’re better off french-kissing with a rattlesnake
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| Fuck with Mad Child, that’ll be a bad mistake
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| Tell me, how much torture can a little fucking savage take? |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prefontaine, artist - Madchild. Album song Lawn Mower Man, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп