[Mom]
Chorus: Oh no this wild child blood of ours
Was not contained, no
This wild child blood of ours
Has been retained, so
For better or worse
A blessing or a curse
Passed on that wild child blood of ours…
We spawned a wild child son

[Wild Child]
Verse 1: Tell Johnny and the Jackass crew
You’re lookin’ at the new wildboy (Who you?)
That’s right, mi nombre Blaydeman, sí yeah
So when it comes to some silly little quickie tricky
Won’t stop solo bozo, bouncing like a pogo
I got that wild blood
‘Bout to get wild, crazy, screwy, nutty
Yeah I’m loco!
I’ll break your house, your car, and your heart at the same part
Just check out these photos
I’m suffused with my wild blood, the surge
Even one sip makes Dracula bombed
Break it down if I get the urge
You know who to thank, my dad and my mom
That’s right!

Prechorus: I bleed it, I own it
Coursin’ through my body
The trouble I’m bringin’
Can get a lil’ rocky
Let’s feed it, it’s hungry
Whole bottle of saki
You know can’t control this
Wild child blood

[Mom]
Chorus: Oh no this wild child blood of ours
Runs through his veins, oh
This wild child blood of ours
Can’t be restrained, so
He’ll never disperse
Unless he’s in a hearse
That’s just that wild child blood of ours…
Someone call a nurse
Take all precautions first
When near this wild child son of ours…

[Wild Child]
Verse 2: Not only am I a nuisance, I’m an exhibitionist
My food veiled in pig lard, no nutritionist
When it comes to devilry, the revolutionist
Preach all about it, evangelist
I’m a psycho in the game
I’m like my horses in
I like to start a flame
I like to toe the line
At Starbucks change my name
Handin’ out the drink cup, the fool, name’s not “Layne”!
You know I’ll trick’em, stick’em, pick’em, lick’em
Always keep’em guessin’ right?
I don’t know if I can handle a lion
I’m guessin’ we’ll find out tonight, Nala!

Prechorus: This TP, I’m placing
All over your Audi
And the rolls I’m using
Came straight from your potty
I need it, can’t help it
I have to be naughty
It’s all cuz I have this
Wild child blood…

[Mom]
Chorus: Oh no this wild child son of ours
He can’t be tamed, no
This wild child son of ours
Has gone deranged, but
It could’ve been worse
It’s not like he’s perverse
It’s just that wild child blood

Chorus: Oh it’s that wild child blood of ours
Drives him insane, so
That wild child son of ours
Is not to blame, no
If you look at the verse
Did nothing so adverse
Got half his wild child blood from us…

[Wild Child]
Outro: Mr. J-Biebs
LOL
Who wants to go egg the neighbor’s house?

Long live this wild child son of ours…