[Intro: Trevin Jones]

Good evening

Thank you, thank you ladies and gentlemen

Thank you, you're too kind

Thank you, thank you, please hold the applause for me, please

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, guess what?

It's a brand new season, it's a brand new show

And I'm bringing back a young man I had here two years ago

And, as you know, that show happened to be one of the highest rated shows that I ever had

This man is still mad, and I introduce to you, the one and only, Mr. Madd Rapper

Please give it up for thе Madd Rapper, ladies and gentlеmen. Let's hear it

[Verse 1: The Ebony Opera]

I'm Mad (I'm Mad)

Are you mad, mad? (We're mad)

Are we mad, mad? (You're mad)

Mad, I'm mad (mad)

Mad, I'm mad

[Verse 2: The Madd Rapper]

Yo, they should have never let me back in this joint, yo for real

I got a deal now, son

You know what I'm saying, crazy cat, boy

For real, it's about to be crazy, yo

What you're about to hear is hip-hop at its finest, baby

From Brooklyn

Here comes The Madd Rapper, yo

Let me tell you why I'm mad, son

Let me tell you why I'm mad

You want to know why I'm mad, son?

I got John Blaze shit and y'all niggas don't know it

But now, what?

Here I am, boy

[Verse 3]

Here I am fighting in daylight

We don't play right

You poured the wrong guns

You're making me mad, son

You better just run

While you got the chance to leave

[Outro: Joe Hooker]

Yo, it's Brooklyn in the house (Brooklyn, Brooklyn)

Doctor [?] Better (word, ah shit)

Come on, everybody in the house from Brooklyn (Brooklyn)

Everybody in the house from Brooklyn (come on)

Say hey-oh

(hey-oh)

Say oh no

(oh no)

Say oh-oh-oh

(oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn, please