เนื้อเพลง Made in China - Tom MacDonald

[Tom MacDonald:]
All these rappers fake, motherf*cking 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, f*ck y'all!
Anyone can get it, the Eminem of my generation, but I ain't a liberal, f*ck 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 b*tches, now I'm addicted to winning
I'm taking pics for the critics and competition, f*ck 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, f*ck, sky's 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 f*cking around with drugs and alcohol, or violence
Chase a dream, make like 20 million in retirement

All these rappers fake, motherf*cking 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!

[Adam Calhoun:]
I ain't going fishing when I'm asking where the poles 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 Bolt's ass
Dope ass rapper, you know sh*t go hard
Middle finger stuck in the air, broke arm
Show up at your house all tough, front lawn
F*ck 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

[Tom MacDonald:]
All these rappers fake, motherf*cking 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!

[Madchild:]
I'm a sick f*cking white boy, that's the problem
Little Hulk smash, dang, I am back to clobbering
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
F*ck, 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

[Tom MacDonald:]
All these rappers fake, motherf*cking 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!