Mad seahorse in London lyrics

(Intro)

Mad Seahorse in London, oh my God

(Verse)

I'm a high kicker, let's take a ride deeper in your mind mister

I'm your guide and I give dry fever

I've seen beetles deepthroatin' Justin Bieber dressin just like Jack the Ripper

At the grammys for his grannies and his babysitter

Oh! Oh! Oh! My flow's like snow on a sombrero

Honestly, you don't deserve me bro cause

I'm a Monty Python, a silent lion shinin like a diamond

Lord Byron called me his cold iron idol

I'm tastin' a pie, lickin' a mic, ridin' a bike at the same time

Ready to bite, ready to die, winnin' the fight on the bass line

I'm a pilot and a pirate, I hide my rhymes in a bagpipe

I'm a kind that's sleepin in a hammack on the top of Big Ben or in Bagdad

Each word is a climax, please call me: the twilight, historical Mad Max

I'm a singer, a stage five ringer, this finger means: bye bye

(Outro)

Motherfuckers!

Mad Seahorse! En français, on dit: "Hippocampe Fou"