Loco

My style is Loco, Yoko Ono, manic vocal I'm not your uncle, I'm auntiesocial Postal, danger to the world, I've gone global Schizophrenic menace, put myself in a chokehold Hoho, yeah, bro, tasty like a Rolo Spiritual being, yes, I'm holy like a polo You know, you can set this song as your ringtone Lord of the ring ring, you could be Frodo Gimli, I'mma take this rhythm man, and smoke it like a chimney I'm a punk rocker, sucker, no, I'm not an indie Kiddie with a bindi Yes, I will be in the shed, taking my meds I slice up beats like a knife through bread When I go bowling I use decapitated heads I lose brains in the lanes so they call me miscellaneous I'm the type of kid who makes cotton wool dangerous I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oy I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oy I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oy But I'm close to the edge, and I might lose my head So I guess you better hide My style is manic, close to the boil, volcanic I watch so much Scarface, I think I'm Hispanic (Okay?) Don't make me get loco on you, essy Putos, I bust a cap, watch me get messy Mentos and coke, I'm about to explode I'm so open-minded that my eyes can't close Doctor, doctor, give me some smiles A twenty pack of valium, numb for a while Flow like the Nile, evil crocodile I've got the local zoo saved on speed dial Funky, I spent a bit of time with the monkeys I gave one a valium, now he's a junky Humpty Dumpty - he fell down All the king's horses were stumped somehow Hmm, 'course all the horses were stumped Horses don't even have opposable thumbs I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oy I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oy I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oy But I'm close to the edge, and I might lose my head So I guess you better hide My teeth start juttering, I'm stuttering, buttering words like flora Edible, spreadable, star glow like Aurora Northern light ignite the night tonight Excite the mic, write like a viper bite It's just my venom, It's Ren an, my lucky number, seven I don't follow fashion, so I'm wearing double denim Mel Gibson crazy, my mind's a lethal weapon Got kicked out the fruit store for grabbing all those melons Said "Get 'em", with a baseball bat type force or a harpoon I'm knocking you for six when I hit with a beat, with a bang, with a boom I'mma fly right out of this room, I'mma take off to the moon I'mma rip when I spit, when I bite my lip, and I'm sick when I bust a move Like yes sir, I'mma take this microphone and make some acapella Music for your eardrums, it's vocal like a dead-shot Stack it up like bricks, yes, I'm stacking up that texture I bring the vibes right into the sector I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oy I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oh-oh-oy I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oy But I'm close to the edge, and I might lose my head So I guess you better hide La-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la, da La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ah-la-la La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la La, la-la-la-la-la