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m.v.p. (apartments sessions) - madchild lyrics

[verse 1]
okay, my third time around, i’ll just smash it from here, dawg
let’s see where i’ll land, gon’ be way up there, dawg
look, there’s a bunch of mountains, i’mma be on top of one
still a little goblin, told you i’m a problem
i’m clean now, maxing out, wobbling, i ain’t hobbling
pacman’s back, i’ll ghost ’em and eat the gobbling
i’m an eggplant to each of these pieces a peach cobbler
then run up on a rapper like i’m ’bout to stop robbing ’em
don’t worry ’bout my d*mn prerogative, you see the fog has lifted
all that’s left is madchild, and thank god i’m gifted
i love my fans, they’re family they are all tеrrific
still chilling and riding when i am not prolific
bro, i know that’s honestly just what they wanna hеar
superbeast is back, tell ’em little king kong is here
like new music but i’ll always rock a backpack
work 16 hours a day but take a trap nap
making trap in a hoodie then i’ll snapback
little angry elf give you goodies from his grab bag
everybody knows i lived a life that you can laugh at
i’m talented, i could put all my belongings in a trash bag
made it twice on my third round, let’s see who gets the last laugh
’cause when i’m sober, i ain’t doing nothing half*ass
i’m coming back to the party, i’m ’bout to crash that
bags packed like you just had a massive acid flash back
[chorus]
you wanna beef? you can go and eat a steak
but i ain’t putting any food on anybody’s plate
unless they’re on my team, omg
all my people keep it positive with no envy
i’m so hungry like my stomach, it is so empty
the devil’s always ’round the corner, but he won’t tempt me
i know i’m living in some people’s heads, still rent*free
but i am sliding into home base, mvp

[verse 2]
i keep hitting people over the head, i got a tomahawk
almost died twice, came back, still a phenomenon
and i don’t care if i am rich or eating ramadan
grab a bunch of common rappers, vomit up a comet on ’em
i know a bunch of people back home are gonna hesitate
i get it world champion of f*ck*ups, featherweight
just take these words that i’m writing and let ’em resonate
i’m older now, i’m yoda, i can levitate and everything
almost died twice, took 70 pills
now look, i’m back here, i’m out back in beverly hills
life’s a trip, bro, every morning boxing and i skip rope
could’ve ended up dead with a slit throat
lot of folks back home don’t like me
becoming friends again, ah nope, not likely
some of them got the right, i was high as a kite every night
it’s embarrassing like what was there to like
[chorus]
you wanna beef? you can go and eat a steak
but i ain’t putting any food on anybody’s plate
unless they’re on my team, omg
all my people keep it positive with no envy
i’m so hungry like my stomach, it is so empty
the devil’s always ’round the corner, but he won’t tempt me
i know i’m living in some people’s heads, still rent*free
but i am sliding into home base, mvp

[verse 3]
look, honestly, i probably made some promises i didn’t keep
but i was so high back then, i’d talk and then i’d fall asleep
anyways past is the past, don’t have a time machine
all i can do now is move right and talk honestly
i just wanna get on tracks and start demolishing
stay away from strip clubs, drug dealers, and pharmacies
admit it, i am polished up again and i’m astonishing
little monster’s broken off his leash, no harnessing
little piranha in the water with the shark, harpoon
didn’t get him, thought they got him in the heart
life’s changed now, it’s all about my art
i am up so early that i wander in the dark
but i gotta keep it quiet i don’t wanna wake the neighbors
but writing songs early in the morning that’s my favorite
so no misbehaving, just disengage me
and keep life simple, i love this arrangement

- madchild lyrics

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