Under a Spell - Madchild

{Verse 1: Mad Child]

I am right as Rain, I’m good as gold

I’m from Canada so everything I spit is cold

Never thought I would rap this old

But I’m still a little lunatic.

I’ll crack your skull

Now I’m banned from America, banned from America

Why?

Why?

They think I’m a bad character

I think that’s terrible

Sitting in a room for about 10 hours I was praying for a miracle

They keep on asking me if I’m a gangster

I am laughing their not laughing

I can’t help but laughing.

It’s hysterical

I was angry and hungry

But I was handling it much better then the young me Would have snapped like an alligator, scrapped like a gladiator

Got hot and popped my top like a radiator

On the navigator, I’m not exaggerating

This shit is aggravating, look how fucking mad im getting

{Hook: Mad Child]

Happy Halloween.

I’m a human hologram

Flat broke but I’ve signed a million autographs

Ive failed every polygraph

I tried to tell them I’m a preppy rapping college brat

They didn’t buy it Teeth fucked up, shaved head

Tattooed, middle age little giant

At times can be pretty violent

I’d rather start a riot

Instead of sitting quiet

{Verse 2: Mad Child]

I’m still the king of skull crushing confusion

I do my thing, there`s no fucking with this movement

Modern James dean, on a black lambretta

Red line Levis, black V-neck sweater

Mad Child talk crazy, real go getter

Compartment for a baby Glock, to stop vendettas

You don’t wanna fuck with this ferocious fella

Super psychedelic relics more then likely jealous

These rappers a bunch of ducks, no beak on

I’m highly lethal like marine force recon

Developing my talent, best to lead the challenge

I’ll mentally molest you with this chemical imbalance

Purest non conformist, stimulate with substance

Covered my emotions with the rug, I’ve been a thug since

Dangerous, deformed dwarf on a drug binge

Angel now, reformed corpse of a munchkin

Yea

It’s okay to be a little crazy man

Listen to me man