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[Ced] With the power ammunition [Kool] bombs and hand grenades [Ced] are concealed [Kool] to blow your ? up [Ced] Distort your blood vessels [BOTH] WITH TREBLE, DISSOLVIN HUMAN SKIN INTO LIQUID, FLAMING ACID AS WE ENTER YOUR SKULL, CAUSE WE`RE MENTAL MENTALLY MAD! [Ced] 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?
[Kool Keith] I`m like a sniper, when unloadin my gun I got the suckers 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 aimin, I`m searchin 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!
[Ced Gee] Just like a timebomb, I blow up your arm Alarm -- check it And when a sucker ask 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 black hole in space, as I, proceed to erase and alleviate, furthermore dictate, my pace of pressure, which crush the human skull into mess, there`s no contest I`m ?, and nevertheless I`m MENTAL MENTALLY MAD!
I`m MENTAL! Son, I`m MENTALLY MAD! MENTAL! MENTALLY MAD!
[Kool Keith] 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 movin 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`ma 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*
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