Lyrics Madilyn Bailey

Madilyn Bailey

Berzerk

Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack

Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch

I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back

That's why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-aag

Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it

Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets

Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket

But quick to get it impaled when I tell 'em stick it

So sick I'm looking pale, oh that's my pigment

Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick

Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch

The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren

And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch

Been Public Enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down

(Go berserk) all night long

Grow your beard out, just weird out

(Go berserk) all night long

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m

So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go

Say f**k it, before we kick the bucket

Life's too short to not go for broke

So everybody, everybody (go berserk) Grab your vial, yeah

Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it

Khaki's pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so I guess it ain't

That aftershave or cologne that made 'em just faint

Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint

So if love is a chess game, check mate

But girl, your body's bangin', jump me in, dang, bang-bang

Yessiree Bob, I was thinkin' the same thang

So come get on this Kid's rock, Bawitdaba, dang-dang

Pow-pow, chica, pow, chica, wow-wow

Got your gal blowing up a valve, valve-valve

Ain't slowing down, throw in the towel, towel-towel

Dumb it down, I don't know how, huh-huh, how-how

At least I know that I don't know

Question is are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid

Hope so, now ho...

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m

So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go

I say f**k it before we kick the bucket

Life's too short to not go for broke

So everybody, everybody (go berzerk) Get your vinyls

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo

With the ugly Kardashian

Lamar, oh sorry yo, we done both set the bar low

Far as hard drugs are though, that's the past

But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow

And girl, I ain't got no money to borrow

But I am trying to find a way to get you a-loan (car note)

Oh, Marshall Mathers

Shithead with a potty mouth, get the bar of soap lathered

Kangol's and Carheartless Cargos

Girl you're fixing to get your heart broke

Don't be absurd ma'am, you birdbrain baby

I ain't called anybody baby since Birdman, unless you're a swallow

Word Rick, word man you heard, but don't get discouraged girl

This is your jam, unless you got toe jam