Last Emperor
Madchild Lyrics

Don't pretend I'm not as violent as a dropkick,
Madchild warns that he is not to be underestimated as he likens himself to a violent dropkick.

Crazy like a kamikaze pilot in a cockpit,
Madchild explains that he's crazy enough to fly a plane into battle like a kamikaze pilot.

Brashness of demons spitting flames, I'm a fire lord,
He compares his brashness to demons that spit flames and declares himself to be a fire lord.

Elegant and dangerous like a angel with a fire sword,
Madchild describes himself equally elegant and dangerous like an angel wielding a sword of fire.

Fly like a falcon, Grip you like a Vulcan,
Madchild boasts of flying like a falcon and gripping his opponents like a Vulcan.

Flip you like a dolphin, Then hit you like I'm golfin',
He claims to be able to flip his opponents like a dolphin and beat them like a golfer hits a golf ball.

We got the family back together like the Huxtable's, Now I'm back to blowing up again like I'm combustable,
Madchild relates to The Huxtables from the television series The Cosby Show with his own family reunion, and he's now back to blowing up again like he's combustible.

Don't give a fuck about a rapper cause he's younger man, You see the strongest will survive like it's the Hunger Games,
Madchild denounces younger rappers and warns that only the strongest will survive in the music industry, comparing it to the Hunger Games.

Steppin' with my weapon, Or, I'm the deafest leprechaun,
Madchild declares himself both armed and dangerous as he steps with his weapon, and also associates himself with a deaf leprechaun, perhaps meaning that he's elusive to his opponents.

Hot and I won't stop, Until I'm fucking up a echelon.
Madchild is confident in his hotness, and will not stop until he destroys an entire section of an organizational hierarchy.

I'm the last emperor, Little tattooed midget with a bad temper, I'm an underground king, I'm a rap mentor, I got a heart made of gold with a black center,
Madchild asserts himself as a powerful, yet underestimated emperor with a small stature but a bad temper. He's underground king and a mentor to the rap game, which stresses the duality of his personality where he has a good heart but with a dark side.

Everything you spit, It is wishy washy, My personalities combined, Make a vicious posse,
Madchild critiques the surface level content of other rappers' lyrics, and highlights that he channels his multiple personalities to form a lethal team.

Wonderful like witchcraft, Colorful like Riff Raff, Blow a bit of piff back, I'll throw up on a sick track,
Madchild describes his music with positive witchcraft terminology and compares himself to Riff Raff regarding his colorful and entertaining prowess. He's known to smoke weed while creating, and boasts that he'll vomit on an ill track.

Fellas kicking lyrics like Tianjin Wushu, Do a show and pay the fucking rent, And buy some new shoes,
Madchild likens fellow rappers who ascribe to lyrical precision to martial artists who practice the discipline of Tianjin Wushu. He acknowledges the hustle of performing for rent money and buying new shoes as a reward for their hard work.

This new shit is big dawg, Relevant elephant, These rappers they are soft dawg, Gelatin skeleton,
Madchild circumspectly approves of the new wave of hip hop and the contemporary elephant in the room they represent. He describes other rappers as frail with jelly-like figures.

I get words from movies, I write my rhymes on loose leaf, I still get reclusive, I still sweat profusely,
Madchild gets his inspiration from movies, and writes down his rhymes on sheets of paper. He still stays away from social circles and heavily sweats while creating.

I still got the best kung fu, Call me Bruce Lee, I still got a bad hairline, And need new teeth.
Madchild claims to be the best at martial arts, thus telling his fans to call him Bruce Lee. He playfully jokes about his personal appearance by mentioning his bad hairline and the need for a new set of teeth.

I breathe fire like a dragon, Madchild come up with words you can't imagine,
Madchild boasts of his ability to spit hot lyrics like a dragon, and establishes himself as a creative wizard who generates unimaginable rhymes.

Mystic northerner, Encrypted messages, My blood is pure dawg, Persistant pessimist, My thirst is merciless, My hungers infinite, My words are virtuous, My brains my instrument,
Madchild describes himself as a mystic northerner, delivering cryptic messages with his lyrics. He asserts that his heart is pure, despite his pessimistic tendencies. He also depicts himself as having boundless hunger and using his brain as an instrument.

I'm only half man, I'm a saboteur, But I get love from my city like Macklemore, I was a king now I'm a legend in a shallow lore,
Madchild acknowledges his own shortcomings and describes himself as a saboteur who's only half a man. He contrasts himself to the rapper Macklemore who also gained love from their shared city of Seattle. He knows that he was once a king in the rap game, but now he only exists as a legendary figure in shallow history.

Friends were full of shit so now I dodge 'em like a matador, New son of heaven I am riding on a dragon,
Madchild has negative past experiences with friends and is now careful about whom he associates with. He likens himself to a son of heaven who rides on a dragon indicating that he has one foot in the celestial and another in reality.

In human form a b-boy that is riding with a magnum, These kids they know it is impossible to keep me quiet,
Madchild presents himself as a b-boy with a gun, comfortable in his gangster persona. He claims that he's too loud to ever be silenced, and his younger fans know this.

They know it's on now, Cause they awoke a sleeping giant.
The people around him have picked a fight with him, which has only caused one thing: they are facing a giant in the rap game. This giant is now awake and ready to take on any challenge.