Album Cover Mental Case

Mental Case

Dr. Dooom (Kool Keith)

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[Dr. Dooom]

Yo fuck Octagon!

Don't ASK me about that FUCKIN shit

FUCKIN ask me about that fuckin shit again!!

I ain't doin that type of shit (I ain't doin that shit)

You motherfuckers think I'm crazy right? (Yeah you crazy)

I know but I am..

I have to show niggaz word G I have to blow niggaz

Tech 9's Carbines pointin in your fuckin faces

Thirty eight Magnum butcher knife man watch me stab em

Q his kid left there, with ambulances, by the wheelchair

Dangerous Action, I'm the movie, I'm the main attraction

Fuck up your front lawn with M&M's, Jiffy Popcorn

Piss in your mailbox, throw shitty Pampers every two blocks

Cut up your great dane, with charcoal out, leavin great flame

You fuckin bastard, don't fuck with me, you gettin blasted

Niggaz get fucked up, you black niggaz are actin white

Your Rolex gone, my project's on your airplane flights

First time you check out, baggage claim will throw your neck out

Cut off your bodyguards, fast start with razor scars

Come grab the submachines, Joe step to seminars

Niggaz with diamonds, armed crackheads, clock y'all rhymin

Take your girl's necklace, stare at the cops, lookin reckless

Ass on the corner, think you safe workin at Warner Brothers?

Polygram building heard some shots, they want me to chill then

security ran, Russell Simmons saw me in a black van

I ran the tight intersection, and caught a big erection

Spinnin on 3rd, Lexington, through the fuckin red

I'm in Manhattan, naked wigs, on my fuckin head

Streets full of traffic, drive on sidewalks, that's my habits

Chorus: Dr. Dooom and {unknown guest help}

Mental case, mental case

{Man, he be likin Campbell's soup, Apple Jacks

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