Switched On Lyrics - Switched On - Mad Child

Im on some terminator kill shit 

Im on some terminator 

Fuck Im bionic in my tennis short 

Many more for short warped Dennis the menace dwarf 

Open up your mouth like Im a dentist in my premises 

Hairline as bad as genesis with better penmanship 

In Venice eating venosin 

I miss Los Angeles, pissed off, angry 

just list off languages 

Manhandle a damn prime rhyme rhinoceros 

Up close and personal 

Like watching The Apocalypse 

Wearin binoculars 

Talking like Im auctioning 

Toxic oxygen, boxed in with ostriches 

My cock monstrous 

Pocahontas and moccasins 

Hot as an iguana in a sauna say the opposite 

Voice hoarse like I need a box of lozenges 

Go to grandmas have a bowl of soup and polish sausages 

You cant process it 

Blooming like a million cherry blossoms 

On some awesome shit 

White boy that has potential 

Last samurai, camera shy, rhymes ramble longer than a camel ride 

Petrify how I electrify 

Textin' sexy fly bitches with my Iphone 

Takin pictures of my bone 

Terminator flying through your country like a cyclone 

20 shows 18 bitches and then I fly home 

Bad for being old as fuck and battlestar galactica 

Fuckin spectacular 

Teeth sharper than Dracula 

Respect the spectacle you bitch 

Cause Im a emaculate 

Top five crackers crackin' off thats accurate 

Archaic angel with a flame thrower 

Some rappers reach for the sky 

I guess I aim lower, Drake get 20 million 

I get 40 G's 

Him and 40, yo I had to run away from 40 thieves 

Conduct misorderly more fucked when your bored of me 

Distorted artistry I blame it all on hieroglyphics 

Why me, screaming, standing on top of a pyramid? 

The joke's over my life's an awful experiment 

Im the fucking last Mohican, still I blast the weekend 

Im passed the deep end, a deacon, inside I'm actually freaking 

Older than Coleco Vision, I'm still ego driven 

Night hawk, American eagle compared to feeble pigeons 

Feeling groggy my sleeping habits are terrible, vision foggy maybe I'm asking for miracles 

Cant compare yourself to someone that just won the lottery 

Unless you're slaughterhouse no one gives a fuck if your slaughtering 

Tired of being the guy that almost made it, still an unknown 

King Kong blow you to kingdom come and them come home 

Write another hundred dumb poems 

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