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    (We can handle any fucking thing that comes our way)   Madchild's a 
veteran. Words still electric  Sat 'til I 
became numb, now life's hectic  Moved home, changed my system to metric  Build my strength now I've come back to wreck shit  Battleaxe skull, face paint like a 
Juggalo  Split personality, my mind's playing tug of war  Vampires flying through my loft, spit rugged flows  Drink from a 
bucket of blood, doing my drug of choice  I 
was doing dangerous things  I 
was a 
spellbound hellhound, disabled my wings  Now I 
believe in angels and saints, they talk to me  Now the 
Silver Surfer's flying through space  Aye  You're beautiful in studio mode  But be done with all the 
coke and pharmaceuticals though  I 
feel this light on my left shoulder partially shine  Lost pieces of myself, they're getting harder to find  My constituents, monsters that pop obituates  And everybody living like the 
cops still listening  There's a 
riot going on in my mind, not pretty  Can't say, just be glad I'm not your next door neighbour   Ayo, you feel up  Yeah, you feel up  Yeah, you feel up  But it all falls down   Yeah, you feel up  Yeah, you feel up  Now you're way up  'Cause it all falls down   Reflecting on a 
life filled with pain and regret  Whole time I'm being watched by the 
angel of death  Devil on my shoulder tried to sever my wings  But now I'm stomping on this monster with a 
devilish grin  Where do I 
want to end up?  Up in heaven with wings  But 'til I 
get sent up build the 
heaven within  I'm still a 
sinner but surrender my soul  Just because you find a 
rainbow doesn't mean you're gonna end up with gold  Lightbulb shines above my head like "I got it"  It's a 
bright idea, the 
light's high wattage  Pop out of dark corners and bark orders  Still know how to make a 
dollar, four quarters  See the 
lines? It is due to the 
stress  Twenty years of my life, friends were shooters with vests  You already heard the 
story, I'm a 
beautiful mess  Even at rock bottom I'm still suitably dressed   Ayo, you feel up  Yeah, you feel up  Yeah, you feel up  But it all falls down   Yeah, you feel up  Yeah, you feel up  Now you're way up  'Cause it all falls down  
 
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