Hellbound Lyrics - Switched On - Mad Child

I'm known for being late, famous for being a fuck up 

Kids around me - little backstabbers, bunch of suck ups 

They want a piece of my pie but I ain't sharing any 

Do I look like I'm wearing a bunch more of gold - bitch, I ain't wearing any 

When it comes to writing songs, bars very scary 

Beats bang fuckin' hard - sauce, Peri Peri 

I get up inside these bars like I'm a partition 

Archaic god's with me like the archbishop 

Make you say, "holy shit, it's a hard mission" 

Everybody's turnt up, rapper with a dark vision 

Nobody gave a flying fuck but now they're starting to listen 

Ice in my veins, I'm a soldier with a heart condition 

Marching through the marsh, got an army that is riding 

Exactly where we're going - bitch, I haven't quite decided 

Everything I need, they told me, "God - he will provide it" 

Great, I'm hoping one day he puts a Bentley in my driveway 

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The devil's got Bugattis for sale 

Benz truck, Porsche, Maseratis as well 

Bitches by the boatload, filling up your coke nose 

Hope we don't end all up in the bottom of hell 

The devil's got Bugattis for sale 

Glock 9s, AKs, shotties as well 

Bulletproof vest, cover bodies up well 

Don't get shot, end up in the bottom of hell 

Yo, wake up in the middle afternoon like, "Why bother?" 

I should get down on my knees, pray to my father 

Million rappers nowadays, they should try harder 

Little fuckin' insects, I'm a flyswatter 

Your little kids think they're hot, homie I'm hotter 

Future masked marauder, laughing while I rap and slaughter 

I'm disgusting, trust me, don't lack luster 

Terminology ten years old was wack - buster 

2014, aggressive track crusher 

Fack flusher, bunch of liars so their acts suffer 

Open up your mouth, facefuck you with an apron on 

Fuck you on the kitchen counter, have ya like a Saint Bernard 

Sick sapien, I rip shit, I'm way beyond 

Anybody on your label, put 'em back where they belong 

Photos 

Black ski mask, sawed off shotties with shells 

We got blue nose Pit bulls and Rotties as well 

Tattoos, handguns, mouth full of gold teeth 

Each drug binge - a whole week 

Up, I got no sleep 

Back when I was younger man, we used to roll so deep 

Pussy I was knee deep, pussy I'm still knee deep 

Cash that, three feet 

Life is fuckin' so sweet 

Cribs, seven bedrooms 

Swimming pools and my girls will buy girls 

Two at a time and then say, "Bye girls!" 

Moving forty packs of piff, that was my world 

Going platinum buying gifts[?], that was my world 

Then I almost fuckin' slipped, saying, "Bye world!" 

Didn't dip, I'm back and it's a trip, saying, "Hi world!" 

Now I'm getting a second chance, I ain't gonna blow it 

Pray to god and give thanks, man you fuckin' know it 

BAX WAR motherfuckers 

Get ready...