[Madchild]
Mental, torture chamber magnificent structure
Swollen sculp dust surfing senses danger
Spark this bats dangle in darkness
Crept beneath the depth of the swamp I'm the lochness
Chalk this one up on the board for the young lord
Beats and lyrics mad child matches your spirit
And rips your heart through your body
and puts it next to your ear so you can hear it
Local vocal viking no striking resemblance
No gimmicks of emblems
Assemble my ensemble
Caught upon the problem
Hunger still fierce stomach still grumbles
Still pounding the pavement watch concrete crumble....
This is an undeground invasion
Busting out from underneath just to rise to this occasion
And sneak through Swollen Members freaks you with E.Q.
Putting in work and I got lots of girls to speak to
Anger and passion permanent temper tantrum
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