Letra de Made in China - Tom MacDonald & Adam Calhoun

(Feat. Adam Calhoun, MadChild)

All these rappers fake, motherfucking liars!

They selling out for fame, tryna wear designer!

Middle fingers in your face, light a deal on fire!

Independent never breaks, I ain't Made In China!

Every single rapper that has hated or attacked me, I am richer than you'll ever be, fuck y'all!

Anyone can get it, the Eminem of my generation, but I ain't a liberal, fuck nah!

And you know my middle fingers are stiffer than metal pillars

I dip them in rivers in the winter so they stick in position

And I quit liquor and bitches, now I'm addicted to winning

I'm taking pics for the critics and competition, fuck all!

I'm the illest, I will kill it

Identify the body, need to find a dentist

I'm the biggest, these guys are tripping

I'm way too fly, fuck, skies the limit

Little white kid, hope you like this

And I hope you see yourself in me, so maybe you can do what I did

Don't be fuckin around with drugs and alcohol, or violence

Chase a dream, make like 20 million in retirement

All these rappers fake, motherfucking liars!

They selling out for fame, tryna wear designer!

Middle fingers in your face, light a deal on fire!

Independent never breaks, I ain't Made In China!

I ain't goin fishin' when I'm asking where the polls at

Hold that

All black, looking like I'm Kodak

Know that

Kill most rappers, get a toe tag

Bet I send a shot faster than Usain Bolts ass

Dope ass rapper, you know shit go hard

Middle finger stuck in the air, broke arm

Show up at your house all tough, front lawn

Fuck yo couch, shoulda never put me on

No passion, no nerve

You write trash I burn

Turn rappers to ashes, and pack em in urns

Double bag them in plastic, and stack them in dirt, yeah

I'm a big gorilla, y'all like the little kids

They can say my name in a song, so they write sublims

Look me in the face when you talk about the shade of my skin

Cause we the hardest rappers ever came after Slim

All these rappers fake, motherfucking liars!

They selling out for fame, tryna wear designer!

Middle fingers in your face, light a deal on fire!

Independent never breaks, I ain't Made In China!

I'm a sick fucking white boy, that's the problem

Little Hulk smash, dang, I am back to clobberin

Flag red, white, and blue, but we ain't Yugoslavia

But I'm still one of the sickest, I'm the gruesome goblin

And I don't ever genocide, I only have a menocide

Genocide, you're messing with the suicide king

And no amount of money gonna make me be a dummy

Acting funny just to show people the views that I break

Ventilating my pen is devastating to emulating

I don't find them imitating anybody stimulating

I'm insinuating their circulating not innovative

Em and Lil Wayne are the only rappers I've been afraid of

Tired of being king of the jungle, boy, I was bush wax

Fuck, man

Now I gotta deal with all these douchebags

All the kids are spitters, but to me it's not a set back

You're lying about your life in your music, and that's a red flag

All these rappers fake, motherfucking liars!

They selling out for fame, tryna wear designer!

Middle fingers in your face, light a deal on fire!

Independent never breaks, I ain't Made In China!

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