Ultramagnetic MC's - Mentally Mad Original 12 Version

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with the power ammunition
bombs and hand grenades
are concealed
to blow your? Up
distort your blood vessels
with treble, dissolvin human skin
Into liquid, flaming acid
As we enter your skull, cause we’re mental
Mentally mad!
aiyyo keith, I know you tired of all this
(«i'm tryin to tell you now!»)
But tell me son, how mentally deranged are you?
I’m like a sniper, when unloadin my gun
I got the ducks paranoid and they’re on the run
To the next corner, while I shoot up a forest
Out of nowhere, bullets coming your way
Just duck, grab your girl and sway
I’m aiming, I’m searching for the brain
That I need to destruct any lyric combined
As well as designed
To behold, and tell the untold
I’m crazy, destructive any radical
I love static, I got a automatic
If a sucker don’t believe, touch my pocket
Padding, just feel the steel barrel
Please look out, and watch your next cookout
While I stake out, and find a person to rust
Cause I’m mental, mentally mad!
Just like a time bomb, I blow up your arm
Alarm -- check it
When a suckers want to battle me, I’m very calm
Manipulated plans, to blow away you germs
A term, that I use like glue
To confuse, plus move you
More and more, to the level of a massacre
In space, as I, proceed to erase
And alleviate, furthermore dictate, my type
Of pressure, which crush the human skull
Into mess, there’s no contest
I’m the best, and nevertheless I’m mental
Mentally mad!
I’m mental!
Son, I’m mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Well I’m a revolutionist, with skills to Malcolm X
To improve my intellect, while another man checks
My information, relayed identity
I’m john doe, and far for him to see
I’m known as terrorist, well armed and dangerous
I run committees, connect cities to cities
And overseas, I’m moving quick as a breeze
Into a meeting, with flame I will be heating
Up the booby trap, while suckers take naps
And go to sleep, I’m a sneak up and peep
Like a tom, I’m here to blow up your arm
With a rifle, me, I’m more trifle
I should be towers, call me the Eiffel in Paris
London, even Rome
I won’t quit til I break off your dome
Cause I’m mental, mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mental!
Mentally mad!
Mentally mad! Mentally mad! Mentally mad!
Mentally mad! Mentally mad!. *Fades*