Foul Child lyrics
by 360
[Intro: 360]
It's 360
Terntable Jediz, Uncut Recordings
Taking over this sh*t
DJ Sheep
Finatik‚ DJ Damage
Word up‚ the motherf*ckin' foul child in this b*tch
[Scratches: Big L]
"I got the wild–wild style
Al–Al–Al–Al–Al–Always been a foul child"
"I got the–got the wild style
Al–Always b–been a foul–foul child"
[Verse 1: 360]
You're gettin' burned if you talk‚ mate, I'm servin' you born fakes
The serial killer, like I was murderin' Cornflakes
You b*tch faggots don't believe this sh*t
I'll leave you seethin' and even stop you from breathin'‚ b*tch
I need to spit, see me defeating your scripts
Such a nutter, I'm beefin' with the evilest kids
And you're feeble as p*ss‚ if you people are dissin'
I'll have you curled up in the corner in the foetal position
A foul child with my mic and my skill
I stole [?] ID for my license to kill
You get your lungs crushed by my nunchucks
And I ain't of Jewish faith, so you know that I'm uncut
Me and the boys got our own fight club
We hardcore like dartboards in bikepumps
The newest member, I'm a cat that's real
f*ck a stage, grab your shield and I'll meet you in the battlefield
[Scratches: Big L]
"I got the wild–wild style
Al–Al–Al–Al–Al–Always been a foul child"
"I got the–got the wild style
Al–Always b–been a foul–foul child"
[Verse 2: 360]
I rip and I kill MCs, I’m the best to drop
With killer deliveries, smashin' your skull with a letterbox
You must abide by savage rules
A pack of wolves attacking fools, stabbing and acting cruel
I school you and if you faggots just diss me
Then I write about murders like Agatha Christie
I sleaze on the mic with the hugest knife, b*tch
You'll need to survive breathing through pipes like scuba divers
The sh*t I do, I never regret
I prank-called the government with fake terrorist threats
I've got a fan base all over the landscape
I'm not your friend, so don't step to me with a handshake
You're needin' Band-Aids from my rampage
I'll melt your body and I'll cook your skin for a pancake
Writing in the dark 'cause I'm raw, see
This is the type of sh*t to spark a f*ckin' World War Three
[Scratches: Big L]
"I got the wild–wild style
Al–Al–Al–Al–Al–Always been a foul child"
"I got the–got the wild style
Al–Always b–been a foul–foul child"
"I got the wild–wild style, al–always been a–
Al–always been–been–been–been–been a foul child"
"The wild–the wild style
Always b–been a foul child"