Under a Spell Songtext
von Madchild

It′s time to replace the tasteless and unplug the matrix
The black clouds are clearing up
I don't mind the rain
You′re welcome, you're all welcome
A nickel bag gets sold in the park
I want in


I am right as rain, I am good as gold
I'm from Canada so everything I spit is cold
Never thought that I would rap this old
But I am still a little lunatic, I′ll crack your skull
Now I′m banned from America, banned from America
Why? Why? They think I'm a bad character
I think that′s terrible
Sitting in a room for about 10 hours I was praying for a miracle
They keep on asking me if I'm a gangster
I am laughing, they′re not laughing
I can't help but laugh and it′s hysterical
I was angry and hungry
But I was handling it much better than the young me
Would have snapped like an alligator, scrapped like a gladiator
Got hot and popped my top like a radiator
On a Navigator, I'm not exaggerating
This shit is aggravated, look how fucking mad I'm getting

Happy Halloween, I′m a human hologram
Flat broke but I′ve signed a million autographs
I failed every polygraph
I tried to tell them I'm a preppy rapping college brat
They didn′t buy it
Teeth fucked up, shaved head, tattooed, middle age, little giant
At times can be pretty violent
I'd rather start a riot instead of sitting quiet


I′m still the king of skull crushing confusion
I do my thing, there's no fucking with this movement
Modern James Dean on a black Lambretta
Red line Levi′s, black V-neck sweater
Mad Child talk crazy, real go-getter
Compartment for a baby Glock to stop vendettas
You don't want to fuck with this ferocious fella
Super psychedelic relics more than likely jealous
These rappers just a bunch of ducks, no beak on
I'm highly lethal like Marine force recon
Developing my talent, best to leave the challenge
I′ll mentally molest you with this chemical imbalance
Purest non-conformists, stimulate with substance
Covered my emotions with the rug, I′ve been a thug since
Dangerous deformed dwarf on a drug binge
Angel now, reformed corpse of a munchkin

Happy Halloween, I'm a human hologram
Flat broke but I′ve signed a million autographs
I failed every polygraph
I tried to tell them I'm a preppy rapping college brat
They didn′t buy it
Teeth fucked up, shaved head, tattooed, middle age, little giant
At times can be pretty violent
I'd rather start a riot instead of sitting quiet

Yeah, it′s okay to be a little crazy, man
Listen to me, man