Mental Case

[Dr. Dooom]<br>Yo, fuck Octagon!<br>Don`t ASK me about that FUCKIN shit<br>FUCKIN ask me about that fuckin shit again!!<br>I ain`t doin that type of shit (I ain`t doin that shit)<br>You motherfuckers think I`m crazy right? (Yeah you crazy)<br>I know, but I am..<br><br>I have to show niggaz, word G, I have to blow niggaz<br>Tech 9`s, Carbines, pointin in your fuckin faces<br>Thirty-eight Magnum butcher knife man, watch me stab em<br>Q his kid left there, with ambulances, by the wheelchair<br>Dangerous Action, I`m the movie, I`m the main attraction<br>Fuck up your front lawn with M&M`s, Jiffy Popcorn<br>Piss in your mailbox, throw shitty Pampers every two blocks<br>Cut up your great dane, with charcoal out, leavin great flame<br>You fuckin bastard, don`t fuck with me, you gettin blasted<br>Niggaz get fucked up, you black niggaz are actin white<br>Your Rolex gone, my project`s on your airplane flights<br>First time you check out, baggage claim will throw your neck out<br>Cut off your bodyguards, fast start with razor scars<br>Come grab the submachines, Joe step to seminars<br>Niggaz with diamonds, armed crackheads, clock y`all rhymin<br>Take your girl`s necklace, stare at the cops, lookin reckless<br>Ass on the corner, think you safe workin at Warner Brothers?<br>Polygram building heard some shots, they want me to chill then<br>security ran, Russell Simmons saw me in a black van<br>I ran the tight intersection, and caught a big erection<br>Spinnin on 3rd, Lexington, through the fuckin red<br>I`m in Manhattan, naked wigs, on my fuckin head<br>Streets full of traffic, drive on sidewalks, that`s my habits<br><br>Chorus: Dr. Dooom and {unknown guest help}<br><br>Mental case, mental case<br>{Man, he be likin Campbell`s soup, Apple Jacks<br> Double XL diapers}<br>Mental case, mental case<br>{Chocolate milk, porno films<br> Flintstone tablets}<br>Mental case, mental case<br>{Roscoe waffles and make them extra soft Oh-KAY?} +1<br>{Roscoe waffles.. and make them extra soft DUDE!} +2<br> {Make sure he gets a girl ohkay?} +3<br><br>[Dr. Dooom]<br>Your style is bitch kid, you fucked up, sound like a woman<br>I`m not impressed when you sport mics and touch your breast<br>You transvest with small flows, you can`t, proper digest<br>You open mic stands, you catch one, with sperm in your hand<br>I leave you thinkin in your hotels, with pussy stinkin<br>Massengil thrills flow through New York, to Hollywood hills<br>Your male flow, I`m wipin asscracks like Mop-N-Glo<br>MC`s get inserts, thrash style selectin bad words<br>Move with your silk suits, I stomp your mics with combat boots<br>Make up your rap that`s feeble, small you think it`s major<br>I pull your rectum out, erase your girl, off my pager<br>International feedback, I make you twist your knee back<br>I got your crew on camcorders, tryin to rhyme in Teaback`s<br>Garter belts on DJ`s, sportin tryin to spin on felts<br>I see that rugged kid comin through, gimme that screwface<br>He`s wearin girdles, your back-up man, sportin pink lace<br>..Hey man you better watch your back up in here man<br> They rapin little boys!<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Dr. Dooom]<br>I stop your intro, move your mic at your birthday party<br>Your group set up, takin turns, Y`ALL SHUT THE FUCK UP<br>Walk, grab your nuts, leave the Kangol`s and scratch your butts<br>Stage shows get messed up, you`re hardcore, zippin your dress up<br>Move on your projects, new shit, that`s how I do shit<br>Word up G, y`all niggaz sound PUSS, lick my pee-pee veteran nasty<br>Don`t even try to fuckin ask me, fax you my phone number<br>I beat you down with steel cans and wood lumber<br>Open your face up, dress you with makeup<br>Have your bitch-made, makin Kool-Aid with your ass out<br>in a glass house, where convicts wear big dicks<br>Strong niggaz, got your assholes in the mix<br>You need protection for that tight infection<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Dr. Dooom]<br>You boys comin in hard, I`m the warden<br>You go out soft