Chorus:
If you get one shot, you better make the most
I’m headed to the top, with a great approach
They call me MAD, cuz I’m dedicated (aye!)
I think they MAD, cuz I’m dedicated (aye!)
They call me MAD cuz I love it (aye!)
I get em talking, I’m the master of puppets (aye!)
The strings - the only thing that I’m cutting
When it comes to my craft, nobody can touch it!

Verse:
I’m a mad scientist, I got my eye on this
In the lab, working on my craft, There’s no denying this!
Yet I’m feeling like I’m out of gas, need to check the mileage
High motor, my focus - really imperative
I feel hopeless, but still going- oh what a nightmare it is
Through the hard times, I stick with it like how marriage should be
But they get divorced quickly, they go find something more trendy
They chase money and fame, get it but feel empty
But funny cuz I stick with it, but still I got a void in me,
Cuz I know there’s so much more, but still there’s a war in me
I’m sending the infantry, the missiles at my enemies

Chorus:
If you get one shot, you better make the most
I’m headed to the top, with a great approach
They call me MAD, cuz I’m dedicated (aye!)
I think they MAD, cuz I’m dedicated (aye!)
They call me MAD cuz I love it (aye!)
I get em talking, I’m the master of puppets (aye!)
The strings - the only thing that I’m cutting
When it comes to my craft, nobody can touch it!

Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Psycho yeah

Might go Psycho Foreal
Casting magic spells
My life’s haunted…Still
That’s just how I’m built
that’s just how I’m built

I be lurking through the night yeah
Hiding in the darkness, I dont never see the light yeah
Wolf mode yeah I bark and then I bite
This the real me we ain’t rocking no disguise
Leave they head turning like owl
Feeling so bizarre the moon done make me howl
Cemetery late night we on the prowl
Living in the shadows that’s the only life that I know

Might go Psycho Foreal
Casting magic spells
My life’s haunted…Still
That’s just how I’m built
that’s just how I’m built

Yeah I’m giving em the creeps
I be haunting they dreams
The Spirits running free
I’m letting out the beast

Might go psycho yeah yeah
Might go psycho again
Not again not again

Weird!
Woaaaah
Hahahah
let’s get it man

When I cross your path
9 years of bad luck like a black cat
Pull up in a mask
I’m moving like Dracula, better think fast woah
Keeping it real way down to my skeleton
Creepy and Cooky I’m right in my element
I got the magic, they wonder what spell it is
Call me the pumpkin king, came with a bag of tricks
Yeah I am the spider, I came from the web
You are a puppet, your life is pretend
I leave em screaming way out of they head (out of they head)
Turn to a wolf man I been seeing red
Say “hocus pocus” we raising the dead
I am the monster that’s under your bed (under your bed)

You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web

Say my name 3 times like beetlejuice
Spirit just left my body, I’m feeling loose
Take em to Salem, I just drank the magic juice
Whipping the cauldron, oh we gon party too
If this world normal, I must be a clown
when I pull up yo the circus in town
Your house has been haunted when I come around
I leave em shook, no they can’t make a sound
Got my bags of tricks and treats
Think I might have unlocked the beast
Past Me gone RIP
Yeah I pull up and I’m making em scream
spirits are moving we make em believe
They looking grim and I came to reap
I came to boogie, we ain’t miss a beat

You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web
You better save yourself from the boogeymen boogeymen boogeyman
No they’ll never get out of my spider web, spider web, spider web

Chorus:
Uh, I am not a witch, but got them under spells
Put me in the mix, no way you could fail
You want my two cents? Throw it in the well
Go and make a wish, then go and blaze a trail
(x2)

Verse:
My different way of thinking, set me apart
They probably think I practice black magic, dark arts
But I’ve been falsely accused,
Don’t got a cauldron or broom (yeah!)
….
Angry mobs wanna drag me out to the town center
Wanna make me - the scapegoat
Cuz they running and jumping to conclusions like Usain Bolt
Thank God, I got a guardian angel
Yall try to wrong me - GRAVELY
If anything, I’m the one that should be ANGRY
All they ever do is BLAME ME,
All I ever did was lend my hand
All they ever did was point their finger and misunderstand
Cuz I do things they can’t believe,
But that’s just who I AM!
Thinking I’m some type of witch or got some crazy tricks up my sleeve,
But nope! I’m just me, I was made this way
And I got my own beliefs, I don’t wanna be like yall
See I’m free, unlike yall (yeah)
So call me what you want,
Still, I serve em like a restaurant or a tennis ball!
Here we go, everybody know - I flow like Niagra Falls


Chorus:
Uh, I am not a witch, but got them under spells
Put me in the mix, no way you could fail
You want my two cents? Throw it in the well
Go and make a wish, then go and blaze a trail
(x2)

I think my mind playing tricks on me
Oh I don’t know what’s real
Booo! Hahaha
We trickin, we trickin
Let’s go!!

Creepy boy, I been paranoid
Someone knocking at my door with a scary voice
All I feel is scared, All I see is ghosts
Monsters underneath my bed are getting close
This a real life nightmare, my blood pumpin
Face getting all bent like a pumpkin
All these masks around me got my mind running
Fears setting in so maybe I should hide or something

I think My mind playing tricks on me
I might be running from myself
Yo The voices say we in for a treat
Oh I don’t know what’s real…
They pop out BOOO boo BOOOO Booo
Make you lose your cool (lose your cool)
Can’t block out DOOM doom DOOM doom
I don’t know what is true
Ahhhh

I keep feeling like the boy cry wolf
Cuz every time I’m saying look.. it’s an invisible ghost
Yo everybody dressin up but I’m the real freak show
Yo People jumping out they skin when I’m in my normal-est clothes
Woah!
“Look mom a vampire”
All I see is zombies, I might be over tired
I’m wicked with the pranks but no I’m not a liar
It’s your unlucky day, sincerely Micheal Myers

I think My mind playing tricks on me
I might be running from myself
Yo The voices say we in for a treat
Oh I don’t know what’s real…

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