[Intro]

Show 'em what you got, kid

[Verse 1]

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

[Hook]

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

[Verse 2]

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?

[Hook]