Tiger Style - Madchild

Yo, I said I’m dope like China white

Madchild, I’m explosive like dynamite

Welcome to the temple of doom

My life with people that’s demented mentally loom

Life is bright and sunny, then eventually gloom

Now it’s bright and sunny, dummy.

I’m the gentlest goon

Wish that I could say I had the sickest platoon

But I am feeling all alone like I am in a cocoon

A fuckin' buffoon.

Baboon, up in my room

I’m in a bad mood, feelin' like I’m stuck in a tomb

Don’t ever fucking assume

Cause I got no one to impress and I got nothing to prove

I’m back in the booth.

Dope, sellin' crack to the youth

Shit is fuckin' crack and I am rapping the truth, yeah

It’s hard to fuckin' laugh when you are broke and depressed

Talkin' to someone that’s rich, I wanna open their neck

And watch the blood drain.

Sick of all the bullshit

Blood stain.

Empty a full clip in your shit

Smashin' is my passion

Get mangled by a hundred ugly, angry, Anglo-Saxons

Tiger style

Tiger style

I don’t like this new shit, but what the fuck do I know?

White like an albino.

I like vinyl

I love the Beastie Boys.

I love the Artist’s Cause

I love ripping your fuckin heart apart.

I got the hardest claws

I’ve been around since Jaws and Deer Hunter

Lyrically I’m Mike Tyson.

I’m an ear cruncher

Madchild, I’m Robert De Niro in the movie Taxi

I’m a wild Apache, a young Frank Sinatra.

All my rhymes are catchy

Ten-thousand percent Bearbrick speaking Arabic

Cold as fuck, sitting high up.

I’m on a chair-lift

Flip like a jack knife.

Drip like a drag pipe

Spit like a brave heart wearin' a kilt with a bagpipe

White, so I’d love to get a Coppertone tan

Lying on tropic gold sand I’m an awkward old man

I’m made of steel.

Skin is leather, heart is fiberglass

Put the fuckin kid on hyperblast.

You need to wipe your ass

I’m a fuckin psycho on the mic.

I go ballistic

Twisted, vicious, which gets me into mischief