Freak
Madchild Lyrics

My inhabitants are savages And angry little beasts So at night we sit around the fire And have a little feast
The people surrounding me are wild and fierce, filled with anger. We gather in the darkness to satisfy our desires and indulge in our primal instincts.

I can make you an immortal Or chew you to the bone It's up to you It's simple No one likes to be alone
I possess the power to either grant you immortality or destroy you completely. The choice is yours, but deep down, we all fear being left alone.

Things related simple as a simulated combat My incubator cracked I came out an evil wombat
Life's complexities can often be broken down and understood like a simulated battle. My upbringing was abnormal, causing me to emerge as a malicious and unusual creature.

Scratch that I'm an abstract lab rat That drinks anthrax Keeps a hatchet in his backpack In his hatchback
Disregard what was just said; I am an unconventional subject of experimentation. I consume danger with my every move and possess a weapon in both my personal bag and vehicle.

Killing every Nazi with an arm band Bad guys think that I have gone bad These little youngsters are felonious I spit petroleum, shit bricks and piss Plutonium
I eliminate every Nazi, even those who hide behind symbols. The evil ones mistakenly believe I have turned against them. These young troublemakers are criminal in nature. My words are so potent and harmful that they are like petroleum, bricks, and plutonium.

Daddy was the guru of some hippies in a commune Bust a nut and Mommy made a monster in a monsoon
My father was a wise leader within a group of counterculture enthusiasts. Through a passionate encounter, my mother gave birth to a powerful being amidst a chaotic storm.

Carnivorous cripple from the way that I deliver raps Drink the blood of humans And dine on yucky river rats
I am a handicapped creature that feeds on the raw energy of my rap performances. Metaphorically, I consume the life force of humans while physically subsisting on distasteful river rats.

People think I'm crazy Yeah, but that's okay All I do is sit here writing raps all day
Most consider me insane, but I embrace it. My days are spent honing my craft by relentlessly penning lyrics.

Calling me reclusive Yeah, but I don't mind If I don't practice daily Than my rhymes don't shine
Labeling me as a recluse doesn't bother me. If I fail to consistently practice my skills, my lyrical brilliance will fade away.

Haven't had a shower in a week I'm a dirty little freak All I care about is s that I speak
It has been seven days since I last bathed, but that doesn't concern me. I proudly embrace my unorthodox lifestyle. My sole focus is on the words I express.

And I ain't left the house in 7 days More than just a phase My personalities have gone their separate ways
Not only have I been confined to my home for a week, but this is more than a temporary state. My distinct personas have grown apart and taken on unique paths.

Yo, I'm intense with it And insensitive These boys don't like it But real men get it
I approach everything with great intensity and lack sensitivity. Some may resent my approach, but those who embody true masculinity understand and appreciate it.

I'm absolutely schizo Grab any utensil Stab 'em in the abdomen Quite gladly with a pencil
I possess complete split personality disorder. I can grab any object and eagerly stab my opponents in the stomach using a common pencil.

Immaculately accurate Attracting all the nympho's Me not breathing fire is like a dragon with his lips sewn
My accuracy in various aspects of life is impeccable, and it captivates the attention of lustful individuals. Just as a dragon unable to breathe fire is restrained, without the display of my talent, I am suppressed.

Spectacular vernacular Attackin' ya I'm Dracula Ejaculating on your accolades and I evacuate
My impressive choice of words and dialect is striking as I attack my adversaries. Like Dracula, I metaphorically ejaculate on the praise and recognition bestowed upon me, only to swiftly depart afterwards.

Immasculine and venomous You're naturally feminine But I won't call you bitch Because I'm actually a gentleman
I possess both femininity and venomous qualities, while you possess innate femininity. However, I refuse to demean you by using derogatory terms, as I embody genuine chivalry.

Time to free the monster Arisen from beneath Devour all you mortals I am more than just a beast
It is time to unleash the internal monster that has been concealed. Emerging from the depths, I will consume all those who are mortal. I am not merely an animal, but something greater.

At maximum velocity I'm possibly the best But for now I'll have to settle for as awesome as the rest
Operating at peak speed, I am likely the finest. However, for the time being, I must accept being as excellent as the others around me.

But now I play it close Like a possum to the chest But soon they'll feed me grapes and sprinkle blossoms I'm THE best!
At the moment, I keep my intentions concealed, like a possum hiding near its prey. However, sooner or later, they will treat me with utmost admiration and adorn me with praise. Without a doubt, I am the greatest!

I'm spittin' fire Like I'm a fucking pyromaniac I wrestle with these words Like I was stuck in Hulkamania
My words possess an intense energy, akin to that of a pyromaniac igniting flames. I powerfully engage with my lyrics, as if trapped within the wrestling world of Hulkamania.

Fucking with the maniac I'm from Transylvania Make your head spin Like the devil that's Tasmanian
Interacting with someone as deranged as me is dangerous. Hailing from Transylvania, I have the ability to disorient you, causing your mind to spin uncontrollably, similar to a Tasmanian devil.

I'll chop your head like an Arabian Maybe an Iranian I'm crazy and my blades made of titanium
I possess the power to swiftly sever your head, just like an Arabian or Iranian executioner. My insanity knows no bounds, and my weapon is composed of indestructible titanium.

I'm proud to be Canadian I said I'm proud to be Canadian I'll scream it in a club or even louder in a stadium!
I take immense pride in being Canadian. I enthusiastically declare my allegiance within the walls of a club or at an even higher volume when surrounded by thousands in a stadium!

People think my life it is entirely fantastic Fire breathing, iron eating, lying little bastard There's no defying little giant, I'm a master Defying me is tyranny and irony is massive
Many believe my existence is unbelievably extraordinary. They perceive me as a deceitful figure capable of breathing fire, devouring metal, and exhibiting impressive abilities. I am an unstoppable force, and resistance against me results in oppression, accentuating the irony of the situation.

And you don't want this to be a real vendetta Pull up in a sweater on a teal Lambretta Shoot you in the face with a steel Baretta Than visit at the hospital and say 'Feel Better!'
You do not want our conflict to escalate into a genuine vendetta. I will arrive on a teal Lambretta scooter while wearing a casual sweater. Swiftly, I will shoot you in the face using a steel Baretta firearm. Afterwards, I will visit you in the hospital, sarcastically wishing you a speedy recovery.

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about Man it feels good to be back I'm not gonna lie to you Probably been the best I've felt in a long time Looooong time The little monster is back man I should say, the misguided angel is back The little monster has arrived RAWR
Yes, this is exactly what I have been discussing. It brings me great pleasure to return and express my artistry. Honestly, I can confidently admit that this is the finest I have felt in an extensive period. The small but formidable monster within me has made a triumphant return, although I prefer to refer to it as the misunderstood angel. Brace yourself, for the tiny monster has arrived, roaring with power.