Loco

[Verse 1]
My style is loco, Yoko Ono, manic, vocal
I'm not your uncle, I'm aunty-social
Postal, danger to the world, I've gone global
Schizophrenic menace, put myself in a chokehold
Ho-ho, yeah, bro, tasty like a Rolo
Spiritual being, yes, I'm holy like a polo
You know, you could 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 miss-a-lane-eous
I'm the type of kid who makes cotton wool dangerous

[Chorus]
I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oi
I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oi
I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oi
But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head so I guess you better hide

[Verse 2]
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, ese
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 junkie
Humpty Dumpty - he fell down
All the king's horses were stumped somehow
Hmm, of course all the horses were stumped
Horses don't even have opposable thumbs

[Chorus]
I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oi
I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oi
I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oi
But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head so I guess you better hide

[Verse 3]
My teeth start juttering, I'm stuttering, buttering words like Flora
Edible, spreadable, style glow like Aurora
Northern light ignite the night tonight
Excite the mic, right like a viper bite
It's just my venom, It's Ren and 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 a girl's melons
Said "Get 'em", with a baseball bat type force or a harpoon
I'm knocking you for six
When I hit with the 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 architecture
Stack it up like bricks, yes, I'm stacking up that texture
I bring the vibes right into the sector

[Chorus]
I'm trying hard not to lose my mind, woah-oi
I see stars when I close my eyes, woah-oh-oh-oi
I try to keep this beast inside, woah-oi
But I'm close to the edge and I might lose my head so I guess you better hide

[Outro]
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