Madman - Smrtdeath

He broke my heart…

Yah yah

What do you know 'bout me?

Nothin'

Everybody bummed but you know they frontin'

Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a…

High off this shits, got me actin' like a…

Yah, yah yah yah

Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a champion

High off the shits, I be actin' like a madma-an

I be actin' like a madma-an, like a madman

Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a champion

High off the shits, I be actin' like a madma-an

I be actin' like a madma-an, like a madman

All these rings on my hands, I’m looking like the mafia

Did you know that «smrt» means «death» in Czecho-Slovakia?

They told me that when you glo they really try stoppin' ya

But I ain’t worried 'bout the mob, you know that I be poppin', yah

They like «why yo nails look like that?»

Goddamn, they are so pretty

And how you throwin' looks like that?

I know I keep it lit, see

I really got the sauce like that, I know you see me drippin'

Asking what was in my cup, don’t worry 'bout what I’m sippin'

The way I got all of these drugs, might think that I’m a doctor

And I know that they love me 'cause they callin' me their father

You pickin' up those pills off the ground, I ain’t even bothered

Hair long as fuck, yeah I’m lookin' like a rockstar

Show your team why I get guap, you gon' order steak and lobster

I don’t need shit, spend that money on designer

Spend that money on designer

I don’t need shit, spend that money on designer

Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a champion

High off the shits, I be actin' like a madma-an

I be actin' like a madma-an, like a madman

Four rings on my hands, got me lookin' like a champion

High off the shits, I be actin' like a madma-an

I be actin' like a madma-an, like a madman

Shadows settle on the place, that you left

Our minds are troubled by the emptiness