little bad wolf

Lyrics

show 'em what you got, kid, ll madchild is hard as hell, battle anybody; i don't care if you tell, yeah i excel; they all fail, that's why madchild rock the bells, getting into fights ain't a problem of mine, cause i always do my thing when it's clobbering time, all i leave is a gloomy corpse, cause i'm still on fire like the human torch, forever swollen members but burn you solo, madchild says 'flame on'; no homo, i'm a pyro; watch me spiral, back into the '90s like de la and hyro, i'm from canada: an awful climate, and i rap like my brainwaves are off alignment, yeah, i'm in the desert high on peyote, eyes popping out like wile e. coyote, knock-knock; they don't wanna let me in, not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin, dress like a g; tattoos on my skin, saying that i'm guilty of all seven sins, knock-knock; they don't wanna let me in, trying to stop mad from what i could have been, you can huff, you can puff, you can snag all my friends, but i'm little, bad wolf: this is not the end, i tried to get into the states, they weren't having it, going through my bag like a bunch of savages, customs agent looking like he's mad at me, cause i got friends that look like sons of anarchy, knew that i'm a rapper: guess he's not a fan of me, looking at me crazy; was purely insanity, ten hours go by, not panicking, i just sat there still like a mannequin, i was laughing: they kept asking me what gang i'm in, started being nicer cause i didn't use profanity, i thought what's the point? i'll be a gentleman, instead of being an asshole pumped up on adrenaline, thinking to myself 'i can't believe i'm red-flagged, i love the states; how the fuck i'm gonna get back?', it's not like i'm smuggling drugs, all of this because i hang out with a couple of thugs?,