My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk when I talk
Then I mock
Competition them I drop
They just wishin' that I'd stop
Like a western Deadwood shot
My profession they don't talk
One condition when I rock
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk when I talk
Twelve o'clock red eye flight
Dead of night
Set my sights on the city of lights
Give me that mic
Believe in that hype
Believe me I'm right
A pretty young lady
Trying to give me advice
Hit the mile high club
You gotta feel the height
For real it's tight
Right there that's what I like
Energy spikes party ignites
They wild and fight the whole
Crowd out loud proudly recites
That
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk when I talk
I'm the Mad Child to make
Murderous material
Wake up in the morning and I eat my cereal
Serial murderer
That's why I'mma murder ya
That's right I'm a master
Have to ask I never heard of ya
Bad man standing on the corner of 33rd
Flip a couple birds because
I prefer to do my dirty work
Dangerous in solitude I will demolish you
Dudes don't want to rendezvous
When I'm not fond of you
I've been through it I'm into it
You influence
You ain't done it
I soul stunted
You got a small group of
Stupid friends who pretend
Me I got a big group of
Super men that you can't duplicate
We worldwide
Do some girl/guy cookie movers
I'm from Vancouver we move
Mass units and flip bricks
Thousand keys across the boarder
Even when the shit's thick
Shit I'mma buy fame kid
Hop on my train
Hip hop try again
I spit rock from fire brains
Spike metal ball on an iron chain
Cry in vain
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk when I talk
I was born and raised
To go out on a stage
Explode into a rage
And go out in a blaze
I was born and raised
To go out on a stage
Explode into a rage
And go out in a blaze
That's what's happenin'
When Mad Child is
Rappin' in the place to be
You can't f**k with me face it G
I'm especially fresh to death
There's no replacing me
I'm basically the best
No escaping us I'm papered up
If he's actin' like a stupid f**k duck
Tape him up
Life we don't make it up
Take until I make enough
God what have I become
Some young dumb idiot
Tried to step up
And get up in my meridian
And that's when I get mad
That's when I get rid of 'em
That's cause they was on the
Same same bullshit again
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk I sound imperial
My stereo buries your stereo
It's a sound burial
When I talk when I talk
