Rob The Viking - Mental lyrics

[Verse 1: MadChild] I spit ferocious fireballs, the kids are all excited I pour petroleum on your linoleum and light it On a podium, I'm causing pandemonium Sodium and nitrate, second greatest rapper in the white race Might've been the spider venom, might've been the snake bite f** with me and find out what a metal pipe will taste like I'm explosive like a molotov co*ktail Lyrics get around the kids quick like f**in' hotmail Involuntarily, solitary confinement I've no one to confide in, quiet in my environment Mentally, I'm way off balance and off kilter Brains, we ought to wack - that's why I rap without a filter Perverted matador, I tackle bulls and try to mount 'em So many personalities, don't bother trying to count 'em My life is a crazy rollercoaster, call me Magic Mountain I'm throwing boulders, they're exploding - mouth's a f**in' fountain [Hook 1: MadChild] I'm mental That's just the way that it goes, dog Canadian but you could keep the rain and the snowballs I love palm trees, sitting in the sunshine Learning quick - my rhymes, they are ridiculously sublime Stupid sh**, but the way that I combine My wordplay, smartest rapper out with a dumb mind Sometimes I kind of miss the clouds and the rain Cause that's what helped me get the blues, MadChild is proudly insane [Verse 2: MadChild] I went from backpack, to snapbacks, to lab rats on acid Spit anthrax, the band's back, this man's raps are ma**ive Completely gone bananas, whipping up within bonanza Short like Dan DeVito, still the boss like Tony Danza Now stick your damn hands up, this here is a robbery Hobblin' like a goblin and my brain is a little wobbly I'm probably the height of a hobbit that's hobnobbin' in Oz With a couple wonderful wizards, I've got problems The plot thickens, I'm stuck up in the mud again Utterly disgusting when I'm muttering my foot up in your an*l hole It's unexplainable cause I'm the awesomest Blossom from a possum, stick my co*k down your esophagus Narcissist, I'm also an arsonist from an orphanage co*k is way too big for my body, it's unproportionate Morph into a profitable author, Mad's a novelist Of course I'm still a mess and I'm depressed, it's probably obvious [Hook 2: MadChild] I'm f**in' mental That's just the way that it goes, dog Canadian but you could keep the rain and the snowballs I love palm trees, sitting in the sunshine Learning quick - my rhymes, they are ridiculously sublime Stupid sh**, but the way that I combine My wordplay, smartest rapper out with a dumb mind Sometimes I kind of miss the clouds and the rain Cause that's what helps me get the blues, MadChild is proudly insane [Verse 3: Demrick] I lost my mind a long time ago Hot with the rhyming though Fall in line like dominos Light it up, vamanos My flow is all kind of dope Something like a line of coke Streets is cold, go and grab my heater, that's my kind of coat Rain, hell, sleet, or snow sh** you never know but to each his own Pops back from prison, guess the preach is on Watch your tone, Battleaxe Warriors are not alone Smoke a zone, to the dome I can't leave this life alone Murder on this microphone Living in a Cali daze Get familiar, this serial k**er is in his final phase And my path ain't bathe, every brick is laid f** it, I'm paid Light a j and just fade away f** what they say, I ain't listening Son, I'm like a christening Keep it rolling like Michelin You don't know sh** about positions that I've been up in Vent again, grind for the benefit You want to see the end of it [Hook 2]