Madchild ft. Slaine - Chainsaw Lyrics

Yeah, y'all know my voice is like a chainsaw yeah.
I grew up inside a sick world, so I'm a sick fuck.
Got em a lot of model bitch this chic is mixed up.
Met her in Colorado, she knew how to swallow,
my dick was hard as a brick, balls like an avocado.
And I ain't mean that it's green bitches
I slip the clip inside a gun yeah I mean business.
I say what I mean, mean with obscene rhythms
swore the plaintiff spittin' semen at these teen bitches.
It's a rhyme scheme switches at the crime scene shitfaced
I'm 19 vicious. My aunty used to remind me of
I was just a lost soul no-one could find me.
Smokin angel dust till I look like a zombie.
I'm back spittin' lyrics I'm a crook like you want me (listen up)
I've got a bad habit and a loaded gun,
the night is young and there ain't nothing I can't overcome.

My voice is like a garborator,
fuck it I'm a terminator, bubbling like we carbonated
shining like a conflict, you don't wanna conflict,
listen close, centre of my mind hear a bomb tick.
Break into a fit, little incredible hulk,
my lyrics bullets riddle you with metal assault, ha!
Listen up bitch I can spit a mouthful, turn it up
and hear my voices blurring through your household.
Go to bed at 7 and I spit like a zombie.
Happy days are here again and I'm fucken fonzie!
And me I'm gonna quit rap when hell freeze over,
spit evil lyrics I'm a hell bent cobra.
Hit and manhandle you and shatter you bastards,
mentally a gorilla spitting battery acid.
Machine gun preacher, cartoon features, pit!
Spit hard tunes, a dark moon creature.
These rappers are robots, R2 D2, Boba Fett mask shit is hard to breathe through.
I'm firing on all cylinders, got me to Beluga Bazooka the small Dillinger.
Fucking with me stupid recruiting an old villagers,
mentally regrouping, regrouping to rock militants.
Never go full retard, leopard print leotard, peppermint sweetheart.