Madchild My Life Lyrics

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[Chorus]
How did this get out of control?
I gotta learn how to leave it alone
How did these pills get control of my life?
They got a hold on my life, I need control of my life back
How did this get out of control?
I gotta learn how to leave it alone
How did these pills get control of my life?
They got a hold on my life, I need control of my life back
10s, 20s, 40s, 80s, Mad Child popping more pills than Slim Shady
Cash, cars, strippers, models
I traded all of that for little pills in a bottle
Oxys, Percocet, Vicodin, Somas
Doesn't really matter as long as I ain't in a coma
My family and my friends say enough is enough
This is is Mad Child's life and I'm f****** it up

[Verse 1]
Constipated, only s*** when I'm concentrated
Mad Child, try to catch me at my concert faded
The promoter's happy if the little monster made it
Known for skipping shows but known for ripping flows
Was known for stacking gwap, rocking shows, and hitting hoes
Now waking up to pay the bills is f****** difficult
I'm watching p**** but my d*** ain't hard
People look at me like, "Who the f*** is this r*****?"
All I do is watch movies stoned alone on my couch
And pass out with a lit cigarette in my mouth
I got cigarette holes on my couch, on my clothes
Cigarette burns in my house on the floors
Doing the head nod pushing my whip through the streets
But it's not to the beat, it's cause I'm falling asleep
I got a monkey on my back dawg, enough is enough
Cause this is Mad Child's life and I'm f****** it up
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Had myself an intervention, dragged my a** to rehab
Loved God but prayed so much I should've bought kneepads
Too many rules to follow, that s*** was making me mad
Sit and talk to strangers and I listen to feedback
Hi, my name is Mad Child, my aim is quit drugs
Go back to being drunk and famous
Twenty days later I was back on the plane
Twenty-five days later back at it again
I'm back in outerspace like an astronaut
With a box of Crackerjacks and an Astropop
Popping pills like candy, so much candy
My tummy looking like the late John Candy
My girl get mad cause I don't get randy
That's about the time v***** come in handy
Aw man come on dawg, enough is enough
This is Mad Child's life and I'm f****** it up

[Chorus]
The Mad Child EP Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Broken Mirror
  • 2 Concerto
  • 3 Dickhead
  • 4 Freedom
  • 5 My Life
  • 6 Wake Up
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