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Mads Veslelia - Killing Season

MV rap about Melania Trump, Kardashians and almost starts a fire in his bedroom. Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0UKW6j... ! It's a new Sunday, and I drop a new song and video. I record all my music in my room, from writing, recording to mixing and I've always been like that, stubborn, for better or worse. This is what I do and there is nothing else that interests me, except biscuits and Monster of course. I like lock myself inside, write and just do my thing without letting someone from the outside affect me. But it's time to crank up the pace, more music and more videos. I owe that not just to myself but to you guys who have supported all the way, gave me feedback, shared and spread the word. Here’s the song "Killing Season", which you can also find on Spotify. If you like what you hear and want more videos every Sunday, please leave a Like/Comment/Share. That helps spreading the music and gives me a lot of motivation. It was actually how I got a record deal and the opportunity to tour Norway in the first place, all because of you. Therefore, I am just as dependent on you now as before, to continue with what I do and take it to new heights. So share it with someone who likes HipHop, maybe they might have room for a wannabe in their playlist. Who knows. FanPage:   / mads-veslelia-135208686534359   LYRICS Hook: guess who’s back and knocking nothing stopping Mads rocking and I get it, I ain’t fucking around cause everybody knows MV hold it down guess who’s back and knocking nothing stopping Mads rocking and I get it, I ain’t fucking around cause everbody knows MV hold it down Verse 1: sup everybody, name is Mads, nice to meet cha I’ve came to feature the future, I’m here to find your leader cause they been telling you lies and messing minds to bleach yah they plagiarize and make you blind to what is right beneath yah society’s fucking dumb down for a reason, killing children while you chilling with Kardashians and I got past the fence, I’m here to smash, commence the attack on the rats, get back, click clack I’m banging at braggers, I came from past to presence Stop dabbing and blabbing about a bastard in benz if they ain’t rapping with passion get up and snatch all their pens with need some action, real rappers rappers don’t live in mansions, but tiny tents yep, I got a bomb in the trunk and I’ma pull up on the scene like melania trump what, I got no time for them chumps, you get the point and you can join, I got the vibe groin what. Hook: guess who’s back and knocking nothing stopping Mads rocking and I get it, I ain’t fucking around cause everybody knows MV hold it down guess who’s back and knocking nothing stopping Mads rocking and I get it, I ain’t fucking around cause everbody knows MV hold it down Verse 2: fuck your feelings I ain’t feeling at all Fuck opinions, I ain’t giving a thought Fuck I’m living like a villain no squad can get a hold of a hawk with claws, no flaws lyric assault motherfucker you ain’t down when the beat drops you just another wack clown acting street smart I can never bow down for a shit, nah you aint hiphop and I say that with charisma ma? did you hear what I said I just killed a couple rappers, they ain’t giving me cred guess it’s hard to understand the man a lyrical threat when I run up in their bed with a machete, beheading their head yeah outta nowhere I just popped off, this is sodomy, gotta be, fuck a wank-cloth I speak audibly, constantly comedy, not monotone I’m probably a bodily Molotov Hook: guess who’s back and knocking nothing stopping Mads rocking and I get it, I ain’t fucking around cause everybody knows MV hold it down guess who’s back and knocking nothing stopping Mads rocking and I get it, I ain’t fucking around cause everbody knows MV hold it down Verse 3: stop escalating, you ain’t taking the stairs you’re not awake in your head, I take you straight to the bed, bae why you waving your hands, why shake in your pants, I ain’t aiming at rape, ok? I stomp my sole on your soul, you think you gold but you’re mold this whole planet just got trolled by a pro you see I’m all in control, yah can’t stand a rape-joke still mr grey - boyfriend goals Ye, we can joke about death, we can joke about meth, regrets, debt, make fun of Tourette’s (bloody cunt) but every year there’s a trend, we make up rules and pretend that something new is just too over the fence, hypocrites full of shit, this ain’t hits for the kids, you pissed? Bitch more salty than ritz. and I’m insulting the pigs, so festival threw me of their list, but I’m LIT. Hook. Outro: so when I say MADS, ya better say WHAT Mads – What Mads – What when I say MADS, ya better say WHAT Mads – What Mads – What so when I say MADS, ya better say WHAT Mads – What Mads – What And I get it, I ain’t fucking around cause everybody knows MV hold it down.