Hand to hand combat, gone far beyond that
Armed to the teeth, this is a bomb threat
Graveyard shift, way past abnoxious
We play to win, you count your losses
An awesome roster, original designed rhymes find time
To make the shiver up your spine climb
This ain't theatrics, we rock with tactics
Smash on you plastic actresses for practice
The fact is I'm violent by nature, don't hate ya
Like most people about as much as they like me
Haven't found a way to say "fuck you" politely
These days I stick to myself, but sometimes get sick of myself
Got my own circle, love my people, bleed for my people
Need no replacement, Mad Child's life unfolds with bold statements

My relief, to finalize the movement of the freaks
In a fantastic place where you are what you eat
What's up? What's up? News of the new world chump
Enforce when I'm sober, enforce when I'm drunk
Until the village sorcerer, give them time to jump to the orchestra
Battle Axe warriors throw you around like raggedy dolls
No one answers when the majesty of tragedy calls
The rhyme involved is easy to spot
Check the weight of the victim and the type of knot
Tie up your whole crew with the talon of a hawk
Drink in my hand, probably gin on the rocks
I'm the center of the universe, kill a verse if I'm hot
Yo, to tell you the truth, I'm the duke of the dark
Double sided mirrors, frosty breath
My reputation for rocking sets is darker than death
Armor on my left arm, armor on my chest
Are you feeling me? I'm on a killing spree