Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Write It Down, artist - Madchild.
Date of issue: 08.12.2016
Song language: English
Write It Down |
You might not like the shit I do |
I might not like the shit you do |
I’m just glad that I’m not like you |
And they’re just glad that I’m not quite through… |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
I’m dangerous like an angel with black wings and some gold horns |
Lyrically the hulk, waking up with my clothes torn |
Lyrically you suck like waking up with a coldsore |
You got the other night from making out with a coke whore |
Don’t bother trying to make sense, your shit I’m imagining |
I’m just bragging with above average savagery |
Dark arts and imagery, drawn from my tragedy |
Shane’s brain’s a dragon 'cause of Shane’s pain and agony |
Yeah, I’m breathing fire from a distance |
Look at my persistence, firing on all pistons |
You don’t want fuck with me, I’m sickest with this pen, boy |
Meticulously ill just to ridiculously enjoy |
Young Mike Tyson in his prime |
Schwarzenegger in Conan |
A nomad, De Niro in Ronin |
Terrifying immigrant, tearing limbs from ligaments |
Smoking cigarettes, I still rap like I’m young and ignorant |
You might not like the shit I do |
I might not like the shit you do |
I’m just glad that I’m not like you |
And they’re just glad that I’m not quite through… |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
These rappers suck |
Other listeners as pissed as I am |
Mystifying, twisted little giant with the fist of iron |
Old school, never call me that, forever futuristic |
I get it cracking, watch this cracker flip and go ballistic |
I’m not ashamed to be the tyrant that I am |
'Cause I can get as violent as The Silence of the Lambs |
Mind is riotous, pirate of the land, quit your sniveling |
You can’t find a near equivalent deliverance |
Making music for all my siblings |
Trimming off the simplest, talking like I’m belligerent |
Taking chances, fucking groupie bitches bareback |
Silverback gorilla, I’m snapping like I’m a bear trap |
Can’t believe I’m fell for it again like I’m the laughingstock |
Problem is a pussy perfect sweeter than an apricot |
Now I’m feeling trapped, chains wrapped around my ankle socks |
Connected to a concrete block with bolts and shackles locked |
(Fuck!) |
Before I drown like I’m a sack of rocks |
Back to ripping songs with killer hooks like I’m a tackle box |
I’m an angry ox |
Underground with all the fucking Fraggle Rocks |
Hope you get the picture like a Magnavox |
You might not like the shit I do |
I might not like the shit you do |
I’m just glad that I’m not like you |
And they’re just glad that I’m not quite through… |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |
Don’t even think about it, write it down |